So when one girl pointedly asked me “which way do you like a BJ, Graham?!” the easiest way was to mumble “I don’t know”, while at the time g...wping at Miss Jane’s legginess in Her minidress (or someone’s, I don’t remember exactly). My pathetic response produced loud laughter and I flushed up, but the feeling of pitiful humiliation is delicious, and my next port of call was to the toilets to allow the image of leggy Miss Jane to cause almost instant ejaculation, while I imagined all the girls. Unconcerned he pulled my panty down the rest of the way with his hands. I slowly opened my legs further and lifted each leg slightly to help him out. He lifted and positioned my left leg up on the bench and slid his hand on the outside of my pussy. From there he proceeded to fondle my clit. I was throbbing like crazy. I felt like I was about to cum before we did anything. He put his head back under my skirt. His tongue crept inside my pussy to take a quick lick. Using one of his hands he palmed. With medium length brown hair, green eyes and was doing her masters in political science. Claire had a really relaxed attitude about meeting people as well as what she was looking for. In terms of her features and her proclivities, Claire seemed a bit like a female version of me: I was thirty-two, 6', 190 lbs., with brown hair, green eyes and have some fairly pornographic ideas about sex. I really felt like I wanted to meet her, so I was a little hesitant about bringing up piss drinking. The. ‘ Hmmm...’, she let out a soft moan, leaning over her daughter and pushing her lips onto her's in another obscene kiss, looking like something from one of those asari porn flicks that were in circulation and especially popular among human viewers, though Liara had watched a few and enjoyed them also...but this was nothing like it, this was rape. This was obscene, but not in a tantalizing way...‘ Very good...now get on to fuck her! Excite me!’ Saren commanded, pressing the button again to.