She ran her fingers across the tight area of fabric stretched over her cunt, through the dried cum trails that covered their surface and then lifted h...r fingers to her mouth sucking them thoroughly clean one by one whilst looking me directly in the eye. 'Yummy' she murmured.The sound of a car horn signalled it was time to leave.Our drive back was a quiet one, I didn't really know what to say and Mel seemed preoccupied, probably thinking about Lenson's cock. I'd noticed our driver adjusting his. Steve had also picked up her slim vibrator and, covering it with lube and switching it on, he pushed it into her anus. She grabbed at the duvet and screaming into it, came hard as the vibrations sent her over the edge. She was still missing something though. She remembered the feeling of Bobbys cock, pulsing as it filled her, his cum splashing against her cervix as his penis throbbed inside of her, stretching her. The dildo filled her, but it didnt really satisfy her. Steve had removed the. She nearly fell over, but managed to compose herself long enough to get out one breathless sentence."W-wait. I...I don't even know your name..."He pulled back a little and smirked at her again. "It's Jake." "'Kay...I'm Lena." Nice to meet you." Jake wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her down, smashing their lips together. Lena groaned into his mouth as their teeth clashed and their tongues met. One of those rough hands made its way under the blonde's top, tracing soft. Man, he hated hipsters. Fucking quinoa-munching, pot-smoking, organic gardening socialists who choke up the inner suburbs, sitting outside their fucking macrobiotic cafes in their fucking Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses, sipping fucking fairplay single origin lattes through million-dollar orthodontic smiles that their Baby Boomer parents gave up their retirement to fund. His daughter Mandy had just finished high school; God forbid she turns into another fucking hipster. “Please tell me I didn’t go.