She wore Daisy Duke cut-offs and high heels and carried a leopard skin handbag. Her once-gorgeous hair looked a little greasy and needed trimming. But...it was her once-angelic face that drew my eye. It was worn and tired, carried too much makeup. I knew that look, the half-lidded eyes and the slack-jaw expression. I didn't need to see the marks in her arm to know that she was a d**gged-out whore.Carla Dawes. Crack whore. I almost laughed at the irony.I couldn't help myself. I pulled up to the. With that top I selected a skin fit legging.As my bf expected, everyone was every much thrilled about my looks. Boys ogled at my boobs and cleavage. Even I was excited little bit. Two boys proposed me that day :p. We moved away from our group so that one will notice us. We slowly entered the building and my bf checked all the rooms luckily one was there. We entered the washroom and locked the door from outside. We hugged each other as much as tight as we can. And smooched for 15mins. Meanwhile. I have a sharp intake of breath as I feel him inside of me and I just sit there for a second taking everything in. I start bouncing and rocking rhythmically on him. All of those horseback-riding lessons have certainly paid off. Leaning forward with my hands on his ankles I put his toe in my mouth and suck on it while he thrusts his cock into me. I look behind me with a smile and he grabs my hair and pulls me back towards him. One hand cups my tit and the other plays with my clit as he flexes. Within a matter of seconds her pussy was at the GH and I began to finger her nice and wet pussy. This went on for a while and I even got a chance to finger her butt hole. It was getting pretty great.She finally took it away and went back to playing with his cock. I said what the heck and I pulled out my cock hung it near the GH and nothing happened. So I bent down and saw her just gently playing with his cock and rubbing her nipple. Then I decided to stick it through, I just got a gentle.