“I believe it was, Paula; those women thought I was their own private band; they bought me enough cocktails for a three-piece band. Tell me the trut..., did I really sound good to you?”I was trying to change the subject of the cougars stalking their prey. I fondly remembered the three girls'-night-out group. All attractive, well built and uninhibited ladies having a good time. I actually got my brains screwed out later that night and woke up in their room with a cutie under each arm!“Yeah, you. Andre stopped sliding his massive weapon around in her open slit. But she became worried because the head of his huge cock was resting at her anal hole, not her pussy hole. Surely he wasn't looking, he must have got the wrong hole, he couldn't possibly want to..."Owwwww! No please don't, stop, it huuurts!" Gyda screamed."Shhh baby, just relax, don't worry," Andre whispered with half of his cock head buried in her tight anal opening. When she felt it slide into her ass Gyda held her breath and. Having played this game before. “What the hell are our clothes still on for?!?” Helen practically yelled as she jumped up and dropped the robe around her ankles revealing her slim athletic figure and a pair of perky C-cups. She immediately dropped between Samuels legs and began to unbutton his pants, already rubbing his swollen shaft as she undid the zipper. Susan stood up and pulled off her clothes as Helen wrapped her lips around Samuels member and began to suck it. Samuel was already pulling. Despite his age Sasha was a genuine virgin until the early summer.On Saturday, three weeks ago, we left a disco with him earlier than usually, and went for a walk to one of Perm city parks. It was already pretty dark, but the park was quite crowded. Everything was rather romantic like in the novels of Ivan Turgenev, the 19th century nobiliary Russian writer - flowers were smelling, moon was shining, and nightingales were singing. In the park there is even a river like in the famous Russian.