.." Leif let out a low moan. It was a moan ofpure pleasure, not pain. "You like that don't you slut?" George panted, as he continued totwist hi... nipple back and forth. They kept their eyes locked with oneanother, their faces barely touching. George released Leif's nipple andslowly traced his fingers down Leif's smooth stomach. Never breaking eyecontact with one another. I could see Leif's body shutter under the lighttouch of the man's expert fingers as George's hand finally found. . Daddy."For a second, it seemed as if Matthew was going to choke to death on hisown spittle. Instead, he just blinked at me several times beforeclearing his throat. "Sorry, uh, Jackie." he mumbled.I turned to the observant woman and rolled my eyes in a "can you believethis" manner. She responded with a little smile and cut her eyes over toMatthew for a moment.We ordered. I requested a bacon and egg white sandwich with hash brownsand an orange juice. Matthew ordered two sausage biscuits with. She then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. My rock hard prick instantly got a little harder as her bright, pink panties came into view. I was getting closer and closer to cumming every second, and Michelle could see that, so she took her time. She slowly pulled off her panties to reveal a beautiful, recently shaved pussy. She then walked over, pushed me on the floor and hopped onto my bulging member. We moaned in perfect harmony, when I finally felt that I had to cum. As I whispered. It was 1984 , I was barely 17 and it was a summer day, yet pouring down rain. I was cruising around town in my car when I saw the Yellow Hornet sitting in the park. It was Brian, a friend of mine, I'd say he was about 22 back then. I hadn't talked to him in a while, my boyfriend at that time was a complete jerk and didn't like me talking to other guys, but he was out of state for the month. He thought that every other guy wanted to fuck my brains out, it turns out that he may have.