"Maddie, no ... ungh, ungh, ungh..." he grunted over and over.Maddie almost laughed. Wheeler sounded as if he was having a really bad bowel movement. ...he removed her hand after a few moments; his pants were stained and her palm was moist. She ripped a heavy duty paper towel from its roll that lay on the bench and fastidiously wiped her hand.Wheeler looked at his stained pants and then at Maddie. "What's happened to you, and how did you do that?" he asked in awe."You didn't like it?" she. .. find some other way to serve you. Perhaps you will want my body?"It was my turn to be flustered. I wanted desperately to reach down and shift my iron-hard cock, which had somehow become overly-confined in my trousers; but I was afraid that might wreck the mood we had somehow already attained. Her eyes seemed to droop a little, and when they blinked, they seemed to struggle to open again. They never left the watch. Her head had slowly cocked a little to the right, and she leaned very slightly. HE ROLLED IT IN HIS THUMB AND FINGER WHILST PULLING IT. "OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH" FIONA CAME HARD SHAKING VIOLENTLY ON THE TABLE. VINCE PULLED HIS DICK OUT HER HE PUSSY A TORRENT OF LADY JUICE SPRAYED OUT MORE THAN I'VE EVER SEEN COME FROM FIONA. IT SOAKED THE TABLE AND LEAKED ONTO THE FLOOR A STEADY DRIP CONTINUED TO DRIP FROM THE TABLE. FIONA WAS PUFFING AND PANTING ON THE TABLE HAVING EXPERIANCED HER BEST EVER ORGASAM MAKING. Meghan knew that she had perverts for parents and a slut for an older sister. ____’He’s not a customer, and he’s not even a man,’ Andy attempted to explain. He doubted that he penetrated the wall of obfuscation that shrouded his wife’s deeply veiled lucidity. ____’Not a man? He’s not a man? What the hell is he, then?’ ____’A high school kid. The son of an employee.’ ____’Which employee?’ ____’Martin Lowell.’ ____’Marty Lowell? That swine! He’s an even bigger pig than you! Trading Cheri off.