Finally, Robby had knelt between her outstretched legs and had stuffed his engorged cock back into her wetly sloppy cunt. He had only managed a few he...venly strokes when the horn bellowed and stopped him in mid-thrust.“What the...,” he said, his cock wilting inside Phoebe. He scrambled back off the bed and reached down for his shorts.“Robby!” complained Phoebe.“Get dressed honey! That’s an all-hands blast! Come on, let’s go!” said Robby. Yanking his shorts up, he zipped and buttoned the flap,. I imagine him kissing me and it is almost like I can feel him inside of me. Using my imagination, I can smell the Old Spice body wash he uses, and feel the whiskers from his beard on my pussy. Arching my back, my pussy tightens around my fingers. My body pulsates and releases as I squirt all over my bed. I clear my throat and relax, looking at the clock beside my bed, realizing he will soon be here. I stand up straight, looking at myself in the mirror as I fix my skirt and stockings. Now. You aim at the handle and fire, once, twice, sending a fresh wave of excited cheers through the monkeys above.You slam your shoulder into the broken door and barrel through just as the creature leaps at you.You curse and scramble back on your ass, watching it flail and roar and reach for you, hunger in its dark eyes - but it's stuck. It's too wide, and its body is jammed between the house and the thick fence on its left.It nicks your forearm with the tip of its claw and you curse at it,. . Yes ma'am. I'm pretty good." I bet you're very good. Can I watch you?" We're ... uh ... just starting practice. Our first meet won't be for a couple weeks." "I'll be there. Maybe you could show me some holds," she murmured, leaning into him and taking his head between her hands and kissing him."I..." Drink up and come with me."The young ladies giggled at the noises next door: the moans and the bouncing bed."It's making me horny," said Melissa."I'm sorry. I'm not as sexual as you or your mom.".