Paul was surprised to hear no anger in her voice. In fact she was smiling. "How... ?" When we were dancing you had a raging hard-on. How could I fail ...o notice that thing prodding into me?" I'm sorry about this, Mandy. I should have explained." he said. Paul was desperately trying to get his drink-addled brain into gear.Mandy put down her drink and leaned over to Paul. "Shut up and kiss me."It took several seconds for Paul to understand what Mandy had said, and then he did as he was told. He. I obliged of course then sat sexily on the wooden chair and began pouring white baby cream onto my boobs; then saucily rubbed it in making them all greasy and shiny. I did this for a couple of minutes; pretending that it was turning me on then stood up and marched towards an old man in wire framed glasses sitting near the front. Much to his delight I swung my boobs a couple of inches from his face then sexily poured a copious amount of cream onto my chest and let it run down the crevice. His. What a fucking time fucking, I thought! "Maybe ..." huffing and puffing " .. a couple of .." more huffing ".. days apart is good!" Mary could barely get out the words. We both laughed. I kept atop her, my cock comfortable buried in her wet, sloppy, pussy. My cockhead was so sensitive, I didn't want to move yet. After a while, I slid my cock out and Mary gasped loudly. (She always did this when I slid my cock out of her cunt.) I knelt up and back, showing off my still rampant penis, sticking. ”“Does it feel good?”“It feels great, coach.” Jake confessed. “Good.” The coach said. “Now when I penetrate you, I want you to keep holding your cheeks open for me until I’m done. Understand?”“Yes, coach.”Coach Turner squirted some lube into his hand and began stroking his cock to get it fully erect. He then held the head of his penis against the soft skin of Jake’s anus. “Last chance to back out.” He said. Jake immediately replied, “No way. I want to feel you inside me, Coach.”Coach Turner.