I told him OK, but not to squirt any baby juice since I'd heard horror stories about swimming sperm that could crawl up a girl's leg, into her vagina,...and get her pregnant.He promised he wouldn't and we shifted position slightly so that he could poke it between my legs. My upper thighs were already coated with my juices, so it just slid right right between them. I closed them tight and let him slide it back and forth so that the top part rubbed against my clitty. Soon, we were humping away like. ”“My hands are smaller. Let me try to put it back together again.” Ashley took the pieces from me and deftly replaced them. “All better.” The watch was actually running.“But we still don’t have a clue,” Mary Beth said. We all sat there and finally wrapped the watch up and decided to go to bed. I looked at the stack of mail on the desk that I hadn’t dealt with yet. One piece caught my eye. A statement from American Gold and Silver Exchange regarding the account Dad opened last year. I smiled.. Laura just couldn't get enough of Terry as he twisted and maneuvered her body from one position to the next. Her tits swayed, her flesh rippled and trembled in response to his thrusts. Her moans, sighs and screams said it all. She loved his cock and what he could do with it. She looked into his face, at times a frightened look, like a young schoolgirl getting it for the first time, then the smile and the look of shear delight and ecstasy as he continued to thrust into her. Now he was fully on. I took my shirt off. And lingered in my underwear for a second. He was sitting there just staring at me. Examining my body with his eyes. All my time spent staring at cock and being watched online couldn’t have prepared me for how that had felt. I slid out of my underwear and walked over to him on the sofa. He blocked me with his foot before I got close enough to take a seat. He took my wrist and pulled me in to straddle him on the sofa. He looked me up and down then started touching me—my.