...i stop for a moment 'hey Natalie, u wanna hear Jemma scream for a change' got a braided leather belt?when Natalie goes to get it i pull the dildo o...t of Jemma throat biting her clit even harder and pushing my fingers deeperwhen Natalie gives me the belt i fold it in half and give Jemma 1 hard stroke on her pussywould u like togive her 1 Natalie i hand it back to Natalie and watch with excitement, i take the belt again and wrap the ends around my hands laying it on Jemma clit then sliding up. Then again, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea from now on just to bring guys over for a quick, impersonal fuck now and then, nothing more. Marla showered, put in her diaphragm (a f***e of habit), and dried her hair. She had taken off her jewelry before she had cleaned the house that morning, now as she had gone to brush her hair once it was dried, she had bumped her favorite ring, sending it down the sink drain pipe before she could grab it. ‘Shit!’ she said. ‘Can any other fucking thing go wrong. She pulled down and smoothed over her red spandex shorts so they showed her soft feminine curves before she adjusted her breasts in her sports bra. When the Swedish huddle broke up, all the girls except the captain raced toward the locker room, but the tall blonde fixed her blue eyes on Lacy. Lacy felt stuck, like her feet couldn’t move, as the Swedish girl smiled and began to walk across the volleyball court toward Lacy. The walk and the look on the girl’s face exuded a quiet confidence, but. She squeezed my prick through my jeans, running her fingers back and forth as she took in its shape, exploring every contour she could feel, from the bulbous fat tip, to the hard hard thick shaft that stretched out along my thigh. We drove for only a couple of minutes, but it felt like eternity. When I finally parked I turned the engine off and looked to her. She looked back to me silently, gazing into my eyes, and froze. I leaned in then, cutting down on the distance between us and locked my.