They range from unbelievably excellent to way off the charts. The one that she was giving me now was designed so that I could talk, but it was in chop...y sort of gasped out sentences. I had my eyes shut and was concentrating on telling the story. Nancy would stop if I stopped talking and I knew that she had it in her dirty little mind to make me come when I got to that point in my story. What the hell. I was willing to go along with it.I told Nancy about how my wannabe model was coming her. ” “Nicole, whose wet pussy is it?” he repeated as those two fingers pushed me closer and closer to bliss.“Yours baby! Yours!” I felt the tension release my body and pussy and my legs went limp.I gasped as he slowly slid his throbbing cock into my wet cunt. He eased his dick into me until I felt his balls against my arse. He started thrusting in and out. I was so wet and felt him sliding against me. The car was getting hot and the A/C was not doing much now. He took off his shirt. I bit my lip. "So cunts are just cunts to you, one as good as the other? Or maybe I'm not as hot as your new wife, huh? No trouble adjusting, huh? Just because I can't do the cha-cha on your cock with my Kegels?" Liz," I replied, "you are as hot as they come. If I hadn't had a couple of years of training under my belt, I'd have cum as soon as I got inside you. When you've finished your basic training, you'll have to wear a warning sign, not a green wristband!" Thanks for saying that," she said. "I was. The only exception if you want a piece of me but say it in that light manner you always do." I forgot I was home," she yawned. "It's the normal and most common word in the House and I would gather in the Senate. I'm tired and want to sleep." She closed her eyes. Her fingers moved down to his penis and they rested there for a moment. Then she started twitching them, squeezing it slightly."All right you nymphomanic, you're playing with me," Chris growled.Gabrielle began to laugh. "I hold in my.