.Aaaahhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhh ooooooouuhhhhh karke moan kar rahi thi jis se main bekaabu ho raha tha …Unke dono haatrh unke mumme pe the aur woh zor zo... se unko daba rahi thi …..Main lagataar zor zor se aur fas fast unki chut chaate jaa raha tha ……Meri jeebh unki choot ko poora geeli kar chuki thi ….Meri ek ungli se main unki gaand main ghusa chuka tha…Unko bhi bahot mazaaa aaa rha tha …..Tabhi ekaa ek unhone mujhe roka aur bola…..Ab aur ruka nahi jaata….Apne lund ko ek baar main daal do is choot. Lily straddled Kelly's lap, and Kelly could not help but to look down and see the warm water swirling around Lily's dark pink pussy. In this position, Lily's pussy was wide open, and her clit was huge. Running her hands down Lily's back, she cupped her ass cheeks, before running them back up the front of her body. Finally resting them on her firm breasts, she squeezed them gently, rolling her nipples between her fingers. “Harder...Pinch them, baby,” Lily moaned. Kelly pinched Lily's nipples. We’ve seen him perform at least ten times, and have had the opportunity to meet him on several occasions. This story is about one of those meets, and how I have jackoff material for years after this evening. It was a typical Wednesday evening, drinking a beer and watching the tube when Karole suggested we go see Bowen the upcoming Saturday. I agreed, and after a couple more drinks, was told ‘Thank You’ in a sexy voice as she kissed my lips. Hmm, that seemed a little odd, oh well, she really. In any oh way he wanted me. Underfoot. Hanging aloft. Tied in knots. Or in any manner whatsoever.Without stretching the truth, I almost knelt at his feet during John's introduction. And the knowing smile that he gave me let me know that he knew how I felt. I was his and he knew it.Reaching out his hand to me, I took it. All thoughts of John, of the others attending the party, of mom, of school and everything else, disappeared as his hand enveloped mine and led me to the dance floor.When his arm.