I wasn’t fucking a hundred different Asian men today, so my three fellow, well hung actors had to stuff all of my holes as best they could. I wanted...more afterwards and I invited James back to my new apartment and I was riding his dick like a pro. I had been bouncing for 20 minutes and my wet cunt was making sucking sounds on his prick with each rise and subsequent release back to the bottom of his wrist thick shaft. He would eventually cum inside of me and I would let him fuck me three more. “And will you please, put on some clothes? Start putting away the ice-pick after using it while we’re at it.”“Why? I’m comfortable.” She continued eliminating on-screen foes with firepower that boomed through the Dolby Surround system.“I’m not. Your mother won’t be either when she comes downstairs. Put on some clothes.”“What? You can’t control your urges, Billy boy?” The team death-match just ended and she peeked over her shoulder, wiggling her ass.“Will you keep your voice down?” Bill. Why are your pants all wet she yelled as she starred right at my bulge? As I began to stammer, thinking of the right thing to say, she shoved me down on a chair, dropped to her knees and put the base of her right hand on my rock hard nuts and used her fingers to feel the water stains on my pants. I will never forget the felling in the gut of my stomach as her fingers probed the bottom of my shaft. My cock jumped as it grew bigger and bigger, stretching skin that I never knew I had. I must of. "It's a fire alright; I think that it's in the storage room. Let's getout of here."Pat stood and started for the stairs, Mary paused, "I'm not leaving herewithout my research, it's three years of my life."Pat wasn't about to argue with her and helped Mary Sue stuff everythingback into her bag as the density of the smoke in the area grew."Give me your water bottle!" he demanded. He took a handkerchief andpoured the water on it. "Here put this over your mouth and nose." Hegrabbed her bag and.