I lifted her top up, moving it above her breasts. Her tits were hard and rosy. I leant down and took one of them into my mouth, hearing her gasp as I ...ongued her succulent peaks, switching from one to the other until she took my hand and moved it down, down to the waistband of her shorts. She opened her eyes and stared at me longingly. "Please take me upstairs" she asked softly. She got up off of my lap and took my hand. I followed her upstairs, watching how her butt cheeks moved with every. He then got the pleasure of watching her undress, his heart raced as he watched her outline masturbate oh her bed.The annoying bell rang, and he was forced to stop his daydream, fix the huge boner in his pants, and walk to his last class of the day. He would easily endure an hour and a half of english to masturbate to her masturbating again.As he got home, he quickly thought of her again, but he looked in the window and she was not there. She had masturbated every day after school ended sense. Everyone will watch; your wet cunt will only belong to me…”Then I kissed him; my tongue went inside of his wet mouth and I came again… While I was getting that wild climax, Jamal tore my dress off my shoulders, ripping it clean off.He ripped my thong off, leaving me naked there in the dance floor, just in front of our friends, including his girl Paula and my hubby...I unbuckled his jeans, hands trembling, unzipping his fly. He was not wearing underpants and his huge monster jumped out.I looked. ”“Yes. Full de-brief required,” Claire said. “We need to know who owns that top, for starters.”“Believe me, you don’t want to know,” I said, opening the door that led to the second floor where my tiny bedroom was. “I’ll just get changed. Put me some toast on.”“So let me get this fucking straight,” Claire said dramatically, ten minutes later, her eyes wide and shiny. She was gesticulating wildly for added effect. “Let’s make sure we’re on the same page here... you fucked one of your.