They jumped up onto Tristan’s bed and straddled the hungover youth, their legs resting on either side of his upper thighs, moving back and forth try...ng to wake him up while shaking him in the process.“Hey! Wake up!” they shouted at him. Tristan tried to swat at some imaginary assailant with his free right arm, but finding nothing, felt it hit the mattress.“Five more minutes, please,” he said, groggily.“Five more minutes my ass,” the trackpants said. “Socks, get up here and help me out!”The. He wanted her to feel safe as he began teasing her inner legs. He eventually touched her clit with the dark fleece panties putting just a recognizable amount of pressure on it. He stroked it around in a slow thought-out motion that spiked her interest. He then slid his fingers down closer to her opening. He began applying a bit more pressure and paying attention to the patterns in her gasps. She felt good and moaned in pleasure uncontrollably and unbothered by the world around her beginning to. “I’m in love. I’m in love. I’m in love,” she sang and bounced around the room. He laughed and caught up with her and patted her on the naked ass. She was a sight to see, he thought, with her flimsy dressing gown streaking out behind her and all creation open in front.He was pretty well fucked out. But he kept a careful look at the time. He still hadn’t had, a chance to get out and call the girl piano player. He hated to do that to Buck Pappas, but he felt. She started to convulse and gasp as if she was asthmatic. Then like a bullet from a gun it hit her. She shouted and cursed. Words she had never used in her life before. And as she screamed Gladys squeezed the balls hanging below the dildo and Grace felt a stream of liquid shoot up into her womb giving her another orgasm. The balls had been filled with warm milk and all of the liquid was now deposited inside her. Without any ceremony Gladys pulled her fingers free from the woman’s arse at the.