“Damn Tuck! You drank it all!” despaired Bimbo while peering into the flask as if looking into it would make some more bourbon appear.About then t...e church pastor, Dr. Charles Thurson, III, walked in his office and looked at both Tuck and Bimbo through his half framed bifocals, the kind with the chain around the neck, and asked, “My merry gentleman are you ready to get these proceedings started?”“You damned right!” exclaimed Bimbo as he got up and brushed past a flabbergasted Dr.. I wanted to kiss her and have access to her rock hard nipples, so I turned her over and went on top, and after a couple of minutes squirted what remained of my spunk into her cunt, in an excruciatingly intense orgasm. All this time I knew that my wife and John were watching, and Mary and I had just started fucking without any acknowledgement that it was okay with anyone. When we'd finished, I was a bit worried that we'd gone too far.At this point, I should explain that previously we had had. ” I loved being chased around. I loved wearing flowing dresses in the summer. I hated pants so much that I would only wear them if it was cold. At that time, I also hated panties too. I would get into trouble when my mom found out I had no panties on. Once she had my daddy spank my bare butt, and you might think that this is what started the whole thing for me, but, no. It hurt like hell. To this day, I hate being spanked. No, I think my love of physical activities is what started me on my. I looked briefly over his shoulder, and saw Terry's face looking in on us through the van's window. Just knowing he was so close and able to see me getting fucked brought me off, and my pussy slammed up against Andy's cock as he continued fucking me.My pussy was stretched around his black cock, and I was sliding backwards and forwards with the force of the deep fucking I was getting.Andy gasped and panted as he began to come, and I felt his spunk shooting into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around.