‘What’s up?’ I could feel her pull the covers up even further around her neck. She also pulled her feet in, making a tent with her knees, in ca...e Christie could see through the gloom the contour of my hand between her legs. ‘Kyle just called me.’ said Christie. ‘He’s been kicked out of his place again. He wants to know, now that Dean’s gone, if he could move in here with me?’ ‘He got kicked out again? Shit! Doesn’t he ever pay his rent?’ said Julie. ‘He pays some.’ said Christie. ‘Here he. He nudged his semi all the way in until his swinging sack sprawled on my forehead. His clenched buttocks on display as he worked in and out. Worried he was forcing me too much he withdrew and looked down. “Are you comfortable? I don't know how you take it all like that?” He asked concerned.“I love it.” I replied. “Your cock is perfect right now to fuck my mouth. Please just enjoy yourself. Be selfish, really enjoy your beautiful cock for me.” I implored him. He took a deep breath and manhandled. Both Saturday morning and Sunday evening she came into that little container without it ever touching her and arousing suspicion. I put it in the second fridge in the garage out of site after finishing up both times. On Monday morning I surprised her by fucking her from behind as she got ready for work in the bathroom. She was in a hurry so we didn’t have long but i only needed to get my cock wet. I pulled my drenched cock out of her pussy and pulled up my boxer briefs to contain her juices. Over the years, swimming was always one of my loves. It was something that I enjoyed doing, but as a hobby. The problem was, because it was a hobby, I always wore surfer shorts when I swam. That was fine when I swam for myself. But now that we were racing, Miss Wilson wanted me to wear a tiny Speedo. What's the problem with wearing that suit? Nothing much, except it that it was form-fitting, and showed my cock to the world. With all the girls in their tight suits, I often stirred if you know.