.. Jessie ... have you heard a word I’ve said?” implored Jamahl. When Jamahl didn’t seem to be getting a response he looked hard at Jessie’s e...es then followed the direction of her gaze to see what she was looking at.“Jessie ... Jessie...” he began again. “What on earth is going on in that head of yours? I can understand your absent mindedness from last week. You HAD just come through quite an ordeal with all that anti-nudity stuff but what has gotten into you now and what on earth are you. We were let in and shown down the hall into the Kitchen where the hostess showed us a table full of drinks she wanted us to serve to the 20 odd women she had in her lounge. Me and my friend had planned this night properly as we were being payed considerably more than we usually did for our part time work. We both wore black bow ties around our bare neck, black shoes, black jeans and black Calvin Klein boxer shorts. Immediately, before we even started to serve the drinks, the woman asked us if. It was all things I've done myself, last time me and my ex met up and settled a personal matter, pussy to pussy. They were comparing and showing off. My heart started to beat, and I could feel my vulva moisten. Soon, they were on each other. They didn't spend time with foreplay. Their underwear was practically ripped off, and the two heavy women fought for a higher position as they brought their dripping cunts together in a wet, steamy kiss. My fingers instantly shot to my own dripping mound,. She was already quite wet with the lubrication of their previous sex, aided considerably by his two loads of semen. Some had leaked onto the bed sheets, but much remained within. She was soon ready. He flipped onto his back and she raised herself above him. She was surprised how high up she had to lift herself to get her pussy over the tip of his cock.It was hard to get the angle right. As she feared, she felt embarrassed. "How do we do this?" she asked Foster.He shrugged sheepishly. "Dunno..
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