He pushed his fingers deeper into her cunt and moved them faster, when all od a sudden her fluids started to squirt out of her pussy. Charles was lovi...g it. “Ya… Baby… Ya… soak my fingers you sexy slut. Cum on my hand. Fuck I love squirters.” He pulled his fingers out of her wet cunt and told her to sit down on the toilet seat. “I want you to keep your hands locked behind your back as I have something special to for you.”I watched from the open door while Tamara did as she was told, now anyone. She tasted great and my teacher felt great. Then they switched positions as I was now eating out my teacher while fucking my fuck buddy. My teacher sat on my face and I could hear them kissing while getting fucked by me, which turned me on even more. I never exploded so hard in my life. Even now I still haven't. All 3 of us were exhausted but my teacher wanted to try anal from me. So with my exhausted body, I had to force myself to fuck 1 more time and cum 1 more time. After that my body was. When I saw her leaving in the morning I would imagine that her panties must be smelling fresh clean, while in the afternoon, I would imagine that the crotch of her panties must be smelling much better having been pulled tightly into her pussy all day. By the end of the day it would probably smell musky with her pussy odor. If only I could just smell her panties, just a quick sniff. I would have loved to know what this sophisticated Lady's panties smelt like.She liked to go jogging every weekend. I found everything I needed there, including a rack that I could mount myself to the spare tire mount on the rear. When they showed me a mount that fit over the spare tire mounting bracket, allowing you to put the spare back on the mount after attaching the ski rack, I was sold.I bought a nice pair of Radar X-Caliber combo skis and bindings, a Hyperlite life vest and Connelly ski gloves. I bought the vest and gloves that seemed the most comfortable, but the skis I bought based on the salesman's.