All were crowded around the back walls, and were applauding both Janet and the men. Soon, the applause became a rhythmic chant of “Fuck ‘er...Fuck...‘er...Fuck ‘er...Fuck ‘er...” Instantly, even though she was altered by a good stone from the smoke, the second major realization or revelation of the evening hit her:during this Home Coming Weekend, she was supposed to be the lead in a bachelor party fuck at this local frat! She was still slightly confused by the combination of events, along with. That should be easy ... don’t wind the watch backwards.Cyn turned to me, “I don’t want the damned thing ... you take it.”“Nope ... you’re older ... first born female. I don’t want it.”“Aw, c’mon ... it’s only an hour,” Cyn said.Remembering every time she used the excuse of being one day older to put me in my place, “Not even the same day. Not even.”“Surprise Me Flintkote!” Cyn and her crocodile tears. Too many times.Then she sneezed. sneetCyn is the only Flintkote alive that has had her. Les said damm it was big, long and fat and hard. He was uncut and had a fat fleshy long foreskin. Leslie proceeded to jerk him off, sliding his foreskin back and forth over his glans. Leslie told him to announce his cumming, so it wouldn't spoil his/her dress. It took both hands but soon the guy was gasping and thrusting into the sheath formed by Leslie's hands. Les got over to the side just in time as the guy's cock shot his joyjuice out onto the ground. Les said this got him all excited and. It was always hard from me to bring up the subject. Usually after a few drinks and maybe a Doobie she would be relaxed enough to talk to me about her fucking another guy. One night after a hour of discussion on the subject I managed to get her panties off. Her pussy was soaking wet. I pointed out to her that her pussy was betraying her and allowing me to know how she actually felt. Who is he I asked? Who is who she asked. Who is the guy you are thinking about that got your pussy so wet. She.