Beyond the mountains in front of her, on the other side of the lake where a high waterfall fell down forming a small river, the sun was setting. Behin... her thin body, the setting sun projected a long shadow on the trail up to the chalet where it turned upwards following its wooden walls. She turned around and she dried a tear, determined. When she finally reached Pauline she crouched down by her side. She was so beautiful, so beautiful like when Jane used to wake up during the night and rest on. His greasy face paint was smearing all over me as he began to franticly pull at my clothes. He left a trail of paint from my lips down to both of my full tits and all the way to my cunt, which by that time was wet and hungry for action. He rubbed his face over my mound, and the lubrication from his makeup made the feeling really incredible. I started to moan softly as he brought out his tongue, alternately tongue fucking me and teasing my swelling clit. I couldn’t wait until I could plunge his. She always said that he was a keeper. Now she knew why. “Hmmmm….. ooooh Lisa! Oh fuck Lisa. I’m so sorry. Oh fuck you’re so good!” “Yes, it’s OK Don, you don’t have to… ooh fuck!” Don now had one hand on Lisa’s hip, a handful of her hair and was fucking her so hard that his balls were slapping against her pussy. The store detective looked on. She was licking her lips, willing him to fuck her. Her own vagina was now hot and aching for relief. A relief she would receive later, as she recalled the. That's what caught my attention. Some of the girls had on spandex sports tops that exposed their bare midriff. I went home and masturbated thinking of their cute midriffs and tight bodies as they practiced." "Was it a full and satisfying orgasm?" "Yes," I answered. I watched her free left hand try, unsuccessfully, to pinch her right nipple through her swimsuit. "I made quite a mess." Her eyes opened. "Gross," she scowled, "I don't care to hear about your spurting." Sally pulled her arms through.