The noises of their wet fucking, the sounds of her screams of ecstasy, the smell of her soaking wet snatch, combined with the sensation of being in he... sweet little pussy, sent him over the edge. Shoving inside her, all the way down to his root, pumping her full of his fat cock. With one final full-length thrust he began squirting streams of sticky spunk, deep inside her, as he moaned loudly. Sarah could feel their mixed juices running out over his cock, down his balls, leaving a cum trail. I practically threw myself into his arms. He held the paper cup for me and I gulped down the drink. I hardly noticed the alcohol taste this time, I was so thirsty.He pulled me into his arms as Diana Ross sang ‘Ain’t No Mountain High Enough’ and I breathed a sigh of relief. Right in the middle of that song, he kissed me. I was pretty drunk by then. I knew I should fight off such a forward move, but he’d just rescued me and I let him kiss me. When we broke the kiss—at least that’s what it seemed. Then Bernadette felt the first soft touch of Sherri's lips, as they gently brushed hers. The warm breath of Sherri's against her. The smoothness of Sherri's caressing lips. Bernadette felt as if her spirit was flowing into the depths of Sherri. Bernadette reached to pull Sherri closer to her.Bernadette felt Sherri's arms holding her tight, around her waist as Sherri wrapped around her neck. Bernadette immediately felt the warm, soothing feeling of Sherri. And as if Sherri knew Bernadette's. Mature women and for reference how old are you?" Kathy asked me. "I am 22 and I enjoy women of any age." I was caught off guard and responded without thinking and I didn't even lie about my age. The girls once again jeered and I heard comments being made about my age. "Well he is the same age as your son, could you imagine him doing this?" Kathy asked my mother as she turned her attention to me and walked up to me. She grabbed hold of my waistband and pulled it forward, and by virtue me.