What's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander. Remember that." Well, you can do what you want, but I'm not going to let anyone touch me. It's not...right and you should be ashamed thinking about such a thing. I want to go home right now." Now, now, Ann darling. Don't give up your precious morals for my sake. You can sit quietly with Carlos and have a nice drink while Pete and I go play naked games. The way I feel now, it won't take too long." But you can't leave me alone with Carlos," Ann. What you did with Anderson was unacceptable. When you did what you did you cheated on me and that ended it for us. Your turn." You have it all wrong Frankie. I didn't go to that party with Bill. All he was was my ride. I called a half a dozen people to see if I could catch a ride with someone, but I wasn't able to hook up with anyone. The last person I called was Debbie and she told me that she had the flu and wasn't going to go, but that Bill, who was supposed to be her date that night, was. “Yea? Do you like fuckin’ my tight little pussy?” Ashley cooed.“Fuck ya I do! Your pussy feels no nice around my dick.” Jake responded as his pace quickened. Rachel was starting to get really horny again and she wanted Jake’s cock inside her so badly. Jake started increasing his pace until he was thrusting in and out of Ashley’s tight pussy in long and fast strokes. Ashley was moaning and screaming loudly and frequently. Jake’s balls slapped against Ashley’s pussy each time he thrusted which. ” I let my lips brush across his neck as he rose up off my stomach, his chest heaving tiredly, six-pack flexing. My cum that had glued our chests together dried and flaked and stretched disgustingly. “You’re gross.” I chuckled, looking adoringly at him as he sat on my chest. I’d slept with his naked body on top of mine all night and my body felt cold without his. “Hey, it’s your fault. This is yours!” He began playing with my cum, rubbing it around his body like war paint. “You’re horrible. I’m.