So, hows it going around here? Are you bored- Drew, Im a lesbian, if you are not going to buy anything, then leave I know, Lynn! Drew replied, rolling...his eyes, And Im not here to embarrass myself again by asking you out! Im here to invite you to a party A party? Lynn said, peering over her magazine, What kind of party, Drew? This kind of party, Drew responded, making a drinking motion with his left hand. Well then, Lynn said, putting down her magazine and looking Drew in the face, When, where,. "Hair cream," he explained.Babs was waiting expectantly for what she figured would be a dog-style fuck. She was surprised that Ned had chosen something as conventional as that, seeing as they did have an audience this time around. She knew he could fuck a lot of weird ways. Ned positioned himself behind her, and the others bent over to get a good view of the action. Babs couldn't understand why Ned was giggling. She did know her hot cunt was burning like hell.She felt the tip of Ned's tool. But. “What?” Heather said. “I told you,” Katie replied, “I want to do everything. That’s pretty much the only thing I’ve seen other girls doing, that I haven’t done.” “So, why are you telling me? If you’re gonna blow him, just go do it.” “I wanted your permission,” she said. Heather smiled. A moment of clarity slicing through her brain. For two people sitting in the middle of a hedonistic paradise, it was an incredibly tender moment. “You don’t need my permission to do anything, sweetheart, go Bo. She says it gives her a warm, full, gooey feeling when she walks."Bet you'd like to feel him shooting up you," I said, stroking her pussy mound.She suddenly turned towards me, grabbed my cock, and looked me straight in the eye."Would you like to see that?"I was a little shocked. In our six years of marriage, she'd never mentioned messing around, even though I'd broached the topic a few times. "What, you mean watch him fuck you and shoot all that spunk up your cunt?"Her eyes took on a faraway.