.. oh, no...ouch, it hurts!"His loud, painful applause continued."Okay, okay...please...I'm sorry!"When he finally stopped, her ass stung and glowed r...d, his hand kneading her solid glutes before soothingly rubbing the smooth, warm globes."I warned you not to tell me 'no' again. Now bring that sweet little pussy onto my face or it's gonna be your Grandma crying next. And make sure you swallow all my cum, like you did last time, baby."Christy straddled his face. His hands grabbed her firm butt. . it landed upside down like 4 or 5 rows away. He actually screamed a little bit as his probably beloved and no-doubt carefully over-researched brushed-aluminum bluetooth keyboard noisly cartwheeled across the sea of Thunderbolt displays. Well it wasnt exactly a scream it was more like a cross between that terror-squeek from yesterday and a sobbing, petulant aww do I have to? sort of moan. FIKA TIME I repeated myself dont make me say it again. And he shot up, already red-faced and almost. I found johns house ok and pulled into the shingle drive and parked behind his car.i turned the engine off and as i did the front door opened ,and john stepped out wearing just a pair of baggy white shorts.he was not what i remebered,he looked older than before,skinny white legs small man boobs,belly hanging over shorts and he looked all hot and bothered....i was in two minds about staying or turning sround snd leaving.i got out of the car feeling nervous and headed toward john who was now. We decided we will board the train from CST and will meet up directly at the platform.I reached there an hour before the train left. Waiting for her to come, I had never felt time going by so slow. 30 minutes and a cup of coffee later, my eyes found the person it was craving to see. There she was, in her beautiful persona. A white tee and denim, how could someone dress so simple yet look so beautiful?As we met, she hugged me tightly! I could smell the beautiful fragrance of my friend’s hair as.