On the other side of the bed lay Clara, eighteen, sweet, firm, and my girlfriend. She had the same dark brown hair as her mother but that’s where th... similarities ended. Clara was a petite girl with a stunningly well-balanced body with a firm round ass and C-cup breasts that sat high on her chest. They were a bit too big for her body, but who was I to complain. She lay on her stomach, with her legs slightly apart. I could see the curve of her pussy. Both women were shaved.I went over to the bed. We had to wait through the end of the Denver Broncos vs. New York Jets game for the announcement. Our friend Antwaan Booker was a one man wrecking crew against the Jets' offensive line. He sacked the QB, drew holding penalties and batted down passes for his team. The color commentator said he thought Antwaan was the most dominant rookie defensive end he had seen since Reggie White.It was too bad the Broncos didn't have an offense. Their defense scored their only touchdown when Antwaan's sack. And on some fundamental plane, she didn’t know whether to rejoice, or to fall into abject depression. He was her life, his work supported her, and his schedule ruled over them all. He was her best friend, and most intimate partner.. Without him, she didn’t think she could function. Refusing anything now, just seemed impossible. What where her options? She had never been one to really change things, or challenge authorities. And he certainly was one now. She felt immobilised and vulnerable,. It happens. You are cumming hard and fast.Your body let’s go completely and gives in totally as you begin to orgasm. So good!! The orgasm and release feels so nice and it’s so long and oh yes, soooooo hard.Your body starts to leak your thicker juices and your thighs try to squeeze the head between your thighs. Your pussy grabs the finger and tongue that are both insider you. You cry out louder this time.Humping and humping you fuck wildly now! You need a dick, any dick. There are so many cocks.