Wes was a thrill seeker and the rational head of the group. He had no artistic prowess, though was strong enough to keep the rest going. He had a dark...long sleeved shirt and sweat pants with shorts underneath.Sami was a small bundle of judgmental energy. Her life revolved around telling people off and almost getting things done. Next to Jo, however, her ideas sometimes came to fruition. She was good at tagging, scaring people off, or even kicking people in the shins, though was not a climber.. . like the... girl... that married... dear old... DAD!... You ain't seen nothing yet!... OOOOOOOOOhhhhh... Erick! Erick!... Fuck deeper fuck deeper... FUCK DEEPER... DEEPER!!!"Suspiciously Tim listened to the obscene tape. At first he thought that Arlene was just playing some kind of joke on him... that she thought he might become aroused by such a thing, and then the realization gradually dawned on him that it was his wife's voice, it was Sylvie on the tape, and that the lewd coupling sounds. Your forehead touched mine as you watched my face and listened to the moans falling from my lips. You started to pump faster as I wraped my legs around you. I could feel you hit all my special spots and my pussy was becoming increasingly wet with every passing moment. As you started to go faster and harder my moans became louder, the bed was hitting the wall over and over again, and I knew the nosy neighbors would complain later. I could feel that I was getting closer to cumming all over you.. “Can you squeeze for me”? she asked. I did as I was told and felt the pressure on our fingers. I was desperate to orgasm. So I withdrew my finger and found my clitoris, while Ali moved her finger in and out of me, I rubbed for all I was worth. I exploded, that is the only word to describe what happened, I arched my back from the bed, which drove Ali’s finger so deep into me that I thought I could feel her in my stomach, wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over me, I think I screamed out.