I'm a good girl, I don't do that!” But he moved a bit more, and she felt the shaft pressing against her secret opening. “Please Bill, I'm not a ba... girl, I don't do that,” she said again, but could not hold back a soft moan as the head of his cock parted her labia. The first time anything other than fingers, a tongue, or a hairbrush had been in there.“Oh no Carla, you are not a good girl. Good girls do not suck cock like you do. Good girls do not get drunk with guys and get wet like you did.. My cock was rocock hard and I did not hesitate as I shoved it into her wet pussy without care. I wanted to fuck her and I wanted her to feel it. She was really tight and gasped and grunted and yelled holy sht when my seven plus inches slammed inside her and up against her cervix. She was exceptionally tight just like her sister and I loved the feel of sliding into her. My cock is really thicock and when I fuck my wife I have to go slow or it is painful for her but I didnt care with Beth I. She raised one shapely eyebrow enticingly."Hello, Sean Porter," she said with a slight southern drawl. I could really get to like living here, I thought.The other girl was a sleek redhead. She had starbursts of freckles on her high cheeks that were muted but not extinguished by her makeup. She checked her manifest, and looked up at me quizzically."I'm sorry. Did you say Sean Porter? I don't have you on my list," she said. She actually looked and sounded sorry. Man, these girls are good, I. As he walked slowly down the hallway, he stopped by Molly’s door and looked at it for a long moment. Impulsively, he raised his hand… but just managed to stop himself from knocking.He can wait. He can wait.Flynn continued walking to the elevator.~Molly~ “You can wait. You can wait,” Molly said to herself as she stared up from her bed. She had slipped into a light sleep, but not before reading an article saying they were going to lighten the restrictions. That thought had excited her and.