His head thrown back as he rode out his orgasm, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy.Once returning from his high, Dillon looked down to find his cum had spl...ttered all over Suki’s damaged phone as it sat in front of his laptop. The cracked screen littered with his white climax. A devious grin spreading at the sight. Why did doing such salacious things make him feel so goddamn good?That night in bed Dillon came four more times as he went through every single picture and video Suki had left for him to. I kept Nick's face in mind as I thought about another guy entering my pussy. I felt my pulse quicken and my breaths get deeper as one finger was joined by another, and gained a quicker speed. I thought about Nick's cock in my mouth, fucking my throat, and the mystery cock thrusting my pussy. I started panting as I felt tingles move from my feet and up my legs. I dipped two fingers inside my box as I felt myself start to gasp, and pushed inside, hitting my g-spot, and causing myself to cum. I. Your other hand grasps the thin fabric of my thong, and with a savage jerk you tear it apart – the shredded, destroyed panties tumble down my legs, to hang like a flag at half-mast from my other knee.There is nothing to stop you now, and I respond by spreading my feet further apart, arching my back and pushing my pelvis forwards. Your hand begins to piston violently backwards and forwards, your two long fingers ramming into my pussy, so hard that each time your knuckles slam into my tender. I was not into fishing but had the gift of the gab. In fairness to myself, I also have to admit that in the redneck family I had grown up in, I got subjected to numerous fishing expeditions as a kid. As a result, I had picked up on many angling techniques from my dad and his hick buddies. In the speciality angling stores and outdoor retailers I supplied, thankfully, there was always a smartarse who knew it all and, therefore, I only had to tick the appropriate boxes on the order forms. Being a.