"Looks like my bike has now been marked as well!" he laughed. "Yeah, I'm sorry I made such a mess!" Leah said, blushing cherry red. "Don't worry abo...t it baby... I hear pussy juice is good for leather and as for the rest, it will burn off with tomorrow's ride," he said. "Now about that 'I love you, Jamie' that you shouted out a couple minutes ago - did you mean that or was it just the fucking that brought that out?" he asked. Leah looked down. Should she say it or should she just keep her. ?Make her wet,? the voice ordered. She got ready to pour some water down, but just as she was about to do so the voice on the intercom came through again. ?No, take a sip, slide it though your mouth then spit it out on her clit.? She complied and started massaging her friend with her finger. He wasn’t satisfied. ?You have five minutes to bring her out of her stupor before I do, and in a manner you’ve already sampled. Only this time, I won’t be so nice. So, suggestion, put some? enthusiasm to. At one point, shepulled her pussy balls out for him to hold while she took one in the pussyfrom behind and one in the throat. They timed their thrusts to counter eachother, the throat empty while the pussy filled. She fucked three guys thisway while keeping one cock, a nicely shaped one she liked, in her throat. Hercum-groans were louder than any of theirs. Her buttplug stayed in place thistime, guarding the hole they had agreed was off limits in the theatre. After the 12 th man blew his load. He never removed his hand as they headed across the street to his house. She came home several hours later looked like she had been fresh fucked and smelled like it. She went straight into the bedroom shedding close as she went flopping down on the bed telling me come here and hold me. I lay beside he I placed my hand on her inner thigh into the left over cum that drained as she walked home. She spread her legs saying kiss the results of my cooking. I dove between her thighs to dine at the Y by.