Gowan is shorter than I am, standing at a miniscule five foot four, he dresses like the punk rocker he his, with a black Ramones hoodie and black pant.... Sort blonde combed forward hair meet thick glasses on a square face. Gowan recently took to bulking up and is starting to show some muscle. Jon is the tallest of our group and could probably play basketball professionally if he tried since he stands at a mighty six foot eight. He's not the best dressed, usually found in a t-shirt and jeans. She was moaning out loud, her clit was large and stood up for me to suck and tickle with my tongue. She arched her back and came in my mouth. I couldn't hold out any longer. I rose to my feet, spit on my hand and rubbed it on my throbbing cock and rubbed it on her slit. She moaned and asked me to fuck her good. I slid my cock in her pussy, she was tight and hot. The sight of my white cock sliding in and out of her black pussy was fantastic. I couldn't stop watching it. I pumped her with long. A defining silence descended as she employed a practiced behind-the-back towel-flick to transfer custody of the loose end of that ‘swimmer’s shammy’ over to her left hand in order to utilize a very sensual tug-o-war maneuver in order to clear her bronzed stern, drip by sexy drip, of excess water. She set her cherry-colored bottom into motion rocking side to side in a perverted version of the Pasodoble as she ever so slowly managed to dry her dorsal surface. Once all was dry this water pixy. The basic scene went: boy meets girl, tongues twirl, grope, strip, suck, lick, fuck, her on top, him on top, doggy and finish with the money shot. We watched most of the tape on fast forward stopping on the good bits and making our own soundtrack. As with most US porn it didn’t really turn me on. ‘She looks like Jenny.’ Gary said, hitting pause on the video. ‘Oh yes. Jenny was much dirtier than that in bed though!’ I laughed. ‘Oh yes!’ he agreed. Jenny was a mutual friend that we had both slept.