It was cold outside. Nicole crossed her arms, trying to keep warm and to prevent people in the street from staring at her hard nipples. Her short skir... turned heads. She felt embarrassed and she was scared the wind might lift it and reveal her shaved pussy. The walk to the shop seemed to take hours.Buying the bottle was quick and easy. The old man running the place didn't even ask for her ID. He did stare at her breasts though.When she saw the bottle Nicole couldn't help but gasp. It had a very. "Is there anything your dick can't do?" she asked him. before he could answer she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. he grabbed her and pulled her into the bathroom shut the door and locked it.she leaned up kissed him and he immediately grabbed her and began kissing her all over her body he pushed her against the bathroom door reached under her dress and fingered her pussy. he pulled his underwear off and put the toilet seat down."I can do everything."he says. " I slid my hand to the smooth skin of her inner thigh and said, "Let me get this straight. For the next eight, almost nine months we will be helping each other cum as often as possible and on your 18th birthday you are planning to fuck my brains out?" "That's my plan and you better stop if you want me to stay on the road." I did not pretend to not know what she was talking about. "We could stop somewhere and play." "You stop now, and we can play at Oak Ridge." I pulled her skirt back down and. “Not with those tits,” I laughed, my hand sliding down her back to squeeze her ass. I pulled her down, her groin rubbing into my clit.“Or that cunt,” Chantelle added, striding up.“You are amazing,” I beamed at my wife, my fingers dipping past Supergirl's ass between her legs. I brushed a hot, silky fold. “You have a pussy, Supergirl. You can't be Superman anymore.”“No,” Supergirl wailed. “Please, give it back.”“What do you think?” Chantelle asked as I ran my fingers through Supergirl's pussy.“I.