Daves response was to open his belt and smile at me. What can I say, the crowd went wild cheering. I undid his jeans top button, pulled down his zipp...r, grabbed the hem and pulled them down. Turns out Dave wasn't big on underwear. His, now very hard, cock sprung out and hit me in the face. I gasped. Steve had told me it was long and thick after catching a look at it in the toilets, but, my god. What slapped against my cheek was thicker than my husbands arm and had to be at least nine inches. It was his abrupt manner that bothered her, but despite her shame and humiliation, she felt the familiar tingle of excitement from her aching clitoris. Her virginal pussy was becoming moist with her own secretions, and she tried to focus her attention on the erotically growing sensations from his obscene finger-fucking, but before she could firmly grasp the lewd feeling, he pulled his hand from between her open thighs.She knew that he was frantically groping with his pants, and the thought of. Now. I want you to tell me if there was ever a time in your life when you were more excited than that. If there was a time when you needed to be fucked more than you did Yesterday.’ ‘Yes. I was in college and I was making out with Josh, and we had been making out for hours and I was so hot and all I wanted was for him to fuck me. Nothing else mattered except I wanted to feel his cock press into my pussy.’ ‘Good. Now I want you to hang on to that feeling, that overpowering need. Whenever you. Erst jetzt bemerkte sie, dass der Mann ein Messer in der Hand hatte und einen orangefarbenen Sträflingsanzug trug."Erinnerst Du Dich noch an mich?" fragte er und ließ seinen Blick dabei gierig über ihren Körper streifen."Ich hätte Dich fast nicht erkannt in Deinem scharfen Fummel. Du hast ja noch einen geileren Körper als ich mir in meinen Gefängnisträumen vorgestellt habe."Natürlich erinnerte sie sich an den Mann. Sie hatte vor zwei Jahren 15 Jahre Haft für den Mann gefordert von denen er dann.