The Marine planted his other hand on her midsection, tracing the wide curve of her hip, and stroking her washboard abs with his thumb. The moisture ap...eared to make them slick, his fingers gliding as though frictionless, her toned stomach twitching at his touch as her muscles flexing beautifully. His tanned, tattooed skin contrasted with hers, but one thing that they had in common were their scars. They were faded on Yuta, they seemed to have healed better, but both of them looked like someone. With luck, Carol's brain was full of feeling high because she'd pulled such a great trick on us both. I shoved my tongue as deep as it could go, working from side to side, pressing the upper sides of her vagina one way and another until the next climax arrived.I know Carol; once she is on a good enough high she can come and come, but I needed to leave little rests so that she didn't count the whole thing as one. I tried to totally relax, tried to think what I'd missed. Was there some way that. I pushed my head all the way down onto Tom's swollen cock, letting it godeep into my throat, and held my head still. I worked my throat musclesas if I were swallowing. He let out a moan as he experienced thesensations of having his cock in a milking machine. I pulled back tocatch a gulp of air and went all the way forward again. Two minuteslater, he pumped a load of semen down my throat.At the restaurant, Tom introduced me to some of his friends. There wereold friends from school, new friends. The pressure of his cock thrilled her to the quick and his glans was rubbing more briskly, back and forth against her swollen clitoris."It's so good. I can't stand it," Pam whimpered, struggling to thrust forward. She pressed her hands flat against his shoulders and lunged down, wiggling left and right and feeling his dick sliding deeper, passing from her vulva into her vaginal canal.Justin groaned just as hellishly, loving what he had suspected would be a tight juicy quim. It was proving to be.