And hell, he has more important things to deal with. Like the fact he hasn’t slept in twenty-seven hours or had one decent meal other than his curre...t slice of raisin bread and a handful of pistachios with a glass of coke earlier today. He really probably should make dinner. Really. He will. He might. We’ll see. Or sleep. Sleeping sounds a lot better. He can eat all he wants in his sleep. Hell, he could ride a ferris wheel made of pizza if he thought hard enough before he fell asleep. That. Carrie was entertaining but only in the way some chick pulling off a cheesecake act in a video would. She motioned me to come over to play with her nipples as she tried to get off with Gracie’s face buried in her pussy. She had a nice set of tits that were surgically enhanced with nipples that were rock hard. I went through the motions of pinching, pulling and tweaking on them, keeping her on edge until she finally came. Billy and Gracie floated over to the other side of the tub to do some more. "Who's ass is this?" He ended the question with another slap on my tender young ass cheek."Answer me! Who owns this ass?" SMACKI moan. "You do." I gasp, as he slaps my other cheek and drives his cock into my pussy, burying himself to the balls. Grabbing my hair, he yanks my head back, fucking me savagely me til I cum, clenching my pussy around him."You're right, I own this ass, Angel."He pulls out of my pussy and places his cockhead at my asshole. Grabbing my hips, he pulls me back on his stiff. .. God! The things you can do with those lips ... and that tongue! She was melting into him again. Suddenly, she envisioned him with his head between her legs—she could almost feel his mustache tickling her. She groaned deep in her throat as she throbbed with need and soaked her panties ... again.You want me ... don't you, pretty lady? Probably as much as I want you... He had been hard since he first saw her. He had instantly envisioned ripping her clothes off, bending her over a bar stool and.