He liked it; he liked her and, still in the Missionary Position, withdrew from her p***y and slotted himself one hole down, sliding comfortably inside her ass, right up to the buffers before ejaculating into the same latex sac.
He didn’t seem to be a big cummer, possibly because Sappho was his second partner but, there seemed to be a certain esprit de corps where no one lingered for more than half an hour; giving six men the chance to move around before the gong went for Dinner. However, before letting her go, this man kissed her lips, ran his tongue around her teeth and gums and pressed his own Pecs onto hers, squashing her t**s under his own weight.
Once again, Sappho was met at the bottom of the stairs but, this time, by two younger men whom she judged to be in their early thirties
