She began sucking on Randall in earnest, first focusing on his head, but then taking more and more of him down her throat. A wife as sweet and sincere as Leslie should not have been able to make the deep-throating sounds that now came from her mouth. Randall watched her gobble him with lustful awe.
By this time, John had shifted his weight over Leslie's hips and was thrusting into her with abandon. He couldn't take his eyes off her ass—her full cheeks rippled freely against his momentum. Zach, Cody, and I watched open-mouthed at the sight of Leslie being powerfully spit-roasted like this.
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