. Sara had fitted in with me because she’s so decisive and confident and complete. I didn’t have to be anything but myself around her. She certain...y didn’t need me for any decision-making! But it didn’t feel she just wanted the job and my resources either. She hadn’t just wanted transport to the beach, she’d really wanted ME there ... it was mysterious.Not that she was company for me in a deep sense, of course. I had no idea what she was talking about right now, for example. And I couldn’t. " He was kissing her neck hungrily, and then shoved his fat cock inside her already dripping pink pussy. He kept shaking in and out of her and she was almost shouting of lust.After few a minutes he pulled out and murmured to her to turn around, I couldn't hear him clearly but mum turned around quickly and sat on her knees in a doggy style. He grabbed her from behind lusciously and she started shaking her ass in response. He held his fully throbbing cock and put in between her thighs. At this. Buying videos, magazines, Internet subscriptions, but I'd never actually been to a party. I didn't think they actually happened. Not only that, Christie was right. Fetishes tend to be taboo and stereotyped. I never thought anyone would understand why I loved it.I decided to take the first step and talked about my interest in the fetish. Both Mark and Christie looked at each other and smiled. "Oh you've gone and done it now. They're gonna think you're a freak." I tried to smile and shake my. My pink panties barely covering my pussy. I squeezed my breasts in anticipation as I waited for Brett to come and fuck me again. I never even heard the footsteps as I felt hands cups my tits from behind. I let out a moan as Brett's strong hangs gripped my breasts. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist my cock, my slutty little cousin." Brett whispered into my ear, before unhooking my bra and letting it fall to the ground. "I love your perky little tits Jordan." Brett said once again grabbing.