Now, as she struggles with her shorts I can see the bright red flush spreading down from her face all the way down to her upper chest.I see her finger... shaking badly as she struggles with the fastening on her shorts. She finally managed to unbutton them and she slid them down and stepped out of them. She picked them up and handed them to Dylan and stood for a moment in her plain white panties. They aren’t anything special. But she’s sexy as hell and the idea of how embarrassed she is really. Then, with a wide smile, lowered it to her cunt and stroked it across the wet slit.“Go on girl, get the fucker up that dirty fuck hole of yours. Make me spunk, think of my hot cum in that well-used cunt,” Martin grunted as his hand stroked the huge veiny shaft.“Oh fuck, how I wish she was really on the end of that donkey dick,” Ken whispered to himself as he felt his own spunk building. For the first time in his life, he found he was being turned on, by not only being a voyeur, but he also. Aaj mere se raha nahi gaya aur mene use kaha ki tera koi bf hai.? Alina : no.Me : kyu.?Alina : mene kisi ko banaya hi nahi.Mene thodi himmat se kaha.Me : alina tum meri girlfreinds banogi.?alina mujhe dekhne lagi wo thodi dher kuch nahi boli aur phir mujhe smile di aur mujhe kaha.alina : haa.Me mann hi mann me khus ho gaya.Mene uska haath pakad liya aur uske haath ko chumne laga.Phir me use kiss karne jaa raha tha ki alina ne mujhe rok diya aur kaha ye tum kya kar rahe ho? Par mere se raha nahi. “Florin,” smiled Lt. Whitmore.“Hello, Jason! How are you,” the dishwater-blond, brown-eyed Swiss man beamed.“I’m well,” Jason stated. “Are we going to the bar?”“Absolutely.”Florin Schaub ordered a Pimm’s Cup. It consisted of Pimm’s No. 1, fresh squeezed lemon, mint, ENglish cucumber, ginger ale, and a splash of cucumber-infused vodka. Jason kept it simple choosing a draft domestic beer and whiskey neat.“So, you’re back in D.C.?”“For the time being it seems,” replied the economics.