Load after load of warm cum was fucked down her throat. She just had to lay there and take it. She felt her legs being lifted and her slutty jean shor...s being ripped off. She heard the zipper rip apart and the worn out seems tearing. She tried to keep her knees and legs pressed together. Hands pried her legs effortlessly apart. They spread her legs like an x. Her little white g-string was all that remained between numerous horny cocks and protecting her shaved tight pussy. It was snapped. She started to slide it back and forth in a slow fucking motion as she pushed a little further inwards with each stroke. Soon she had it buried to the hilt in my yearning cunt. She stopped and held it with the head buried as far into me as it would go.“So, your Uncle Jeff gets further into you than this?” she asked quizzically.“Yeah,” I said as I lay there panting with desire. “A lot further. When he’s got it all the way inside me, it almost feels like I can taste it. And he’s so thick, it. Like before she went into great detail about what she described as "passionate love-making".When Kara asked if they were boyfriend/girlfriend now she just said, "no, I don't think I really like him as much as I thought."This seemed strange to Kara but she didn't push the issue.Later that week Kara stayed late after school to work in the computer lab. By the time she was done the school busses were long gone. Her mom was working late and Jenny was already home so she had no choice but to. .. !"Before we sit down would you like to familiarize yourself with the surroundings, Mark?" Carol asked, surprised that she could even think straight with the giddiness she immediately felt at the sight of him. God, he was such a strikingly handsome man, the slacks and sport jacket he wore fitting his tall athletic frame to perfection. Even Queenie looked as if she might have been curried for the occasion."Why... yes, I'd like that, thanks," Mark answered, pleased at her thoughtfulness. Few.