She still weighs a pound or two one way or the other of one hundred and forty pounds; and fills a 34C-cup on the rare non-working occasions when she w...ars a bra. Her hair is usually waist long and naturally jet black. However, she's changed colors so many times that I'm pretty sure her roots are confused as to what color they really were. Our luck held and the hitchhiker was still there, walking along the curb thumb extended, not even bothering to look back as I made the final turn and pulled. You pump me full of your semen, and I, in turn, unload my cum onto the pillow under me. We collapse in a sweaty heap on the bed. I savor the feeling of your sweet load dribbling from my well-stretched ass hole. As we struggle to catch our breath, I feel you snuggle close to me and hear you purr, "Monique, that's the best sex I've ever had in my life." I must agree, Jenny, I must agree," I respond.We lay entwined in bliss and I feel completely sated. After several moments, you nudge me and. My breasts were aching to be squeezed on his smooth warm chest. Sliding my hands under his shoulder hugging him harder, “Do you trust me,” – I breathed in his ear. He grabbed both by breasts with his left hand and pinched my hypersensitive hard nipples in unison. “It’s my plan which will work tonight, so screw you and your plan”. I lifted my right hand over his shoulder and caressed his neck, kissed his collar bone and he immediately relaxed , “Just trust me love, keep driving to the hilltop,. They loved it. They loved me. They loved my girl-cock.“I need that cum,” Daniqua suddenly moaned.“Yes,” Becky panted, her fingers glistening with pussy juices as she rushed towards me.I shuddered, my final blast of cum spurting and landing short of the squealing girls.“PUSSYCATS! PUSSYCATS! PUSSYCATS!”Daniqua and Becky fell to their knees before me, tits bouncing beneath their tops. They both grabbed my futa-dick, an ivory hand and an ebony. I shuddered, their faces pressed together, looking so.