To be honest, she was wet before we even got to the pictures. When I told her about Trisha posing behind the car and stripping off her shorts so I cou...d ogle and grope her firm young ass, she moaned, threw the covers off of us both of us and raised her leg so she could get easy access to her lower lips.Seeing the actual pictures and video clips made her even hotter. I showed her the first pic of Trisha bent over the back of the car pulling her shorts off. “Fuck, I would love to have watched you. Ein einziges kleines Fenster oben in der Mitte des Raumes lässt ein wenig Licht in den ansonsten sehr tristen Raum. Es wirkt beängstigend. Als sie versucht sich zur schweren Eisentür zu bewegen, spürt sie in all ihren Gliedmaßen Schmerzen. Ihr Kopf dröhnt noch von letzter Nacht. Zwanghaft versucht sie sich an den gestrigen Abend zu erinnern. Erst jetzt bemerkt sie, dass sie seit gestern Abend, so gegen 24 Uhr nichts mehr weiß. Ihr fehlen jegliche Erinnerung daran was seit dem mit ihr passiert. I walk up to him, look down, and say, "Hey, I have something to show you. Mind following me for a minute? You won't be sorry.."He looks up at me, squinting slightly. "What? Am I blocking the aisle?" No, no. Come on. Get up. This is important. Do I look like a serial killer?" I smile. I can be rather pretty when I smile.Leaning over, I take his warm hand. He slowly stands up and I drag him down the aisle and around the end of the stack. There's a small alcove behind it formed by a buttress. We embraced each other and let our tongues caress one another. I began my steady, rhythmic, thrusts as we tried desperately to grind our hips together as hard as we could. My head began swimming in the thoughts of how turned on we were making each other. As we kept going at it, I positioned myself back on my knees so I could have a look at her body, but especially to watch my now glistening cock pump itself in and out of her now swollen pink pussy. From that position I also got to breathe in.