Michele could feel the semen soaking into her nylons already cooling in the air conditioned cabin; the musky smell of semen wafted through the cabin. ...ike experienced one of the most intense orgasms he had every experienced and lay back drained and content; his cock slowly deflating between Michele's delicate feet.Michele removed her feet from Mike's lap and slid them back into her court shoes; his semen was squishy between her toes and she could feel the puddle of semen cooling on her ankle. I moved in with my parents this year. They added a small apartment to their house for my grandma. She died recently, so that's where I’m staying these days. Are you married, Hank?" No,” was my short and direct answer. “Look, Jill, this might seem presumptuous but how about catching up at lunch?"Jill didn’t react at first as if she was looking for an excuse to say no. Finally, she said, "I guess so. They don't have my size here, so I am going to Dillard's this afternoon. Lunch would be a nice. Frank and Sharon immediately realised what Helen and Tony would be seeing at the other end.Sharon decided to be a bit more adventurous, sliding one hand down until it was touching Tony's penis, causing him to shiver with excitement. She also moved her thumb to rub on Helen's clitoris.It didn't take Helen long to realise what Sharon was doing, so she happily moved her hand over to fondle Frank's erection as it slid in and out of Sharon's damp sex and play with Sharon's clitoris.This extra. It felt so perverse, but I licked it all. By this time she could most definitely smell the must in the room from my pussy. I really needed to get off bad. "Does Butter Cup need a little release?" From the floor, I looked up to her and whined as I shook my head desperately. "Does she need it really really bad?" To my surprise, I started panting. "Will she be willing to do almost anything to get it?" "Roof" She had me, and she knew it. With.