”The door closed behind them and Jenna and Celeste stared around the shack. Lacking in any kind of ostentation, this was a place for diehard surfers... illumined by a strip-light, now that daylight had been shut out. At the far end a tall fan stirred the sluggish air. The walls were crammed with upended surfboards and wet-gear, shelves stacked with gloves, footwear and tins of wax. The wood floorboards crunched with sand tramped in by numerous customers.Behind the long, wooden counter, the wall. Rock hard instants after she arrived at my table, I quoted a line from the movie in my head, The jig is up!For just a moment, I thought I caught the scent of arousal from her. Considering how close her pussy was to my face at that point, I really didn't doubt it. I also knew that she wasn't wearing anything beneath that thin skirt, and that she was shaven bare.The music built to a crescendo as Mara spun around my chair, her hands roving over my chest and arms. When the music finished with a. It was making me so hot to be half naked during class fingering my tight little pussy. I thought nobody had noticed, until I caught my teacher's glance. She continued to lecture, but kept her eyes on me. This was driving me insane and made me rub my self harder. As she watched, I could barely see that a wet spot was starting to appear on her dress pants, I knew she needed some release too. She walked behind the podium, and I could see her squirm, trying to squeeze her legs together and get some. She was far too horny to even consider leaving. All she wanted was to try sucking on Alan's thick pole some more, so she could get it right and enjoy it.Alan kept on grunting and gasping, but this time because he was struggling hard not to climax. Amy wasn't just showing off her bobbing technique; she was expertly lapping on his sweet spot at the same time whenever it was far enough inside her mouth. Between that, and simply knowing that Christine had sucked on his stiff pole and was keen to do.
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