You plunge inside me, my wetness exciting you so much that your legs give out and you have to catch yourself on the stall walls. You arch your neck an... begin to thrust, growling up towards the ceiling as my tight pussy works its magic on you.You can hear how wet I am which each thrust you make, and when you look down, you can see my wetness dripping down my legs, my ass, and onto a small pool on the toilet seat. You moan in desperation and grab hold of me, kissing me frantically as you plunge. “So, you’ve had them for five years, since your cousin Matt took your virginity, if I remember the story correctly,” I said. “Yes, Master, your recollection is correct,” she answered, as I slipped the sacred blue panties slowly up her well-toned legs and over her tight ass, and into place. “What occasions are special enough to you, that you decide to wear them?” I inquired. She blushed, and looked down at the floor. “I have to be in love with the person I’m with before I wear them, Sir,” she. I worked his cock until it was empty and his legs were twitching I slowly slid up and down his shaft reveling in making him cum and greedily licking up his cum that had spilled down the shaft I didn’t want to let go I just kept slurping and licking and stroking him it was so fantastic tasting his salty cum all over the inside of my mouth. Eventually I relinquished his cock after it began to soften in my mouth even though I didn’t want to it was heavenly having it there. After Jeff’s release I. Alexander had a combat knife, on his left calf, a pistol strapped to his right thigh, and held a standard assault rifle. He was well versed in all guns, but his forte was with heavy weapons. Megan Salvatore sat across from former Commander Cross, second in command to the squad. Not much had changed since, the busty Latino woman had left the military to follow the man to greener pastures. At five foot ten she was a fairly tall woman, with a muscular toned body. Long raven hair, soft olive skin,.