A shopping trip is definitely in order. As I wonder around the high street looking at teddy bears and balloons I realise none of this stuff is good en...ugh. After spending the whole afternoon looking all I have bought is a big card, but no present. In a last attempt I decide to trawl through the net looking for saucy ideas. For a giggle I decided to look through all the sexy, kinky, little dressing up outfits, briefly considering the nurse and the French maids uniform, although this is getting. The golden skin surrounded the white areas covered by her bikini top. Two pink nipples perched in the center; the color deepened toward the tips so that the teats themselves were almost red. At the moment both were hard as little rocks and swaying slightly with the motion of Glena's breathing.I leaned over the left breast and exhaled warm air directly onto her nipple. Cupping her right tit in my hand, I gave a squeeze and was rewarded with a slight arch of her back. This brought the nipple up. The driver, who had listened intently to the rape, hopped down, opened his codpiece, freed his rigid cock and stepped into the carriage where girl was rolled into a small ball on the seat, weeping and sobbing, her knees to her chin.He knelt on the floor, pulled Angelica to him, spread her legs and drove his thick cock up into her hot little cunny without delay. She squealed weakly.With her limp legs at his sides and her head lolling listlessly, he held her hips and enjoyed himself in the. The evening sun is warm. We talk about a lot of things. I can't keep my eyes off Dave. He looks great in his white shirt and light grey jogging pants. My eyes regularly wander to his crotch. I'm sure he doesn't wear underpants. With every movement I see his cock in the loose pants go back and forth. Dave sees that I am peeping. I feel caught and blushed. I start talking about something ridiculous, something I have just read in the newspaper, to distract him."I have to pee," says Dave suddenly..