And I squelch.I'm tightening my thighs together, feeling the froth of my own juices oozing out between my lips and soaking the cotton even more. If yo... could see me now, you'd like how I'm writhing against my own fingers, hips beginning to raise, and the pink shadow of my hand sticking to the wet whiteness of my knickers. If you were between my legs, you'd smell my scent rising in the air, a moist incense that wants your face buried in my pussy.I want to feel your tongue tip lick the length of. I was wet super wet, and he pounded me hard and fast. Rick grabbed my hair and pulled me deeper on his cock I was gagging choking he has little compassion for my struggle. Thrusting his hips to get maximum penatration his balls began to smack my chin. Bouncing me back and forth between the two of them. Finally after several minutes Rick shoot deep into my throat. Growling he threw his head back and howled like a wolf. I truly though for a moment at least he was going to change into a b**st like. She dragged on it and held the smoke in her mouth, careful not to inhale. Her sole experience with marijuana dated back when she had been in puberty. One lungful, and she had vomited all over Kristjan’s lap. Kristjan had been the cutest boy at school. And Kristjan had not looked at her at all afterwards. Gone. All gone. The girl had not stopped writhing, but Sibyl grabbed the hood’s lacing to hold her head steady. Carefully, almost gently, she blew the smoke into the girl’s nostrils. ‘Shh,. I stood back away from the den window and watched as my wife got out and walked over to Jons side. She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. Then she headed toward the house. I reached and unlocked the front door. When she came in she was startled to see me there. OH , your home she said. I told her I've been home for two hours, where have you been? She gave me a dirty smile and said I've been getting my pussy tore up. Prove it I said. She unbuttoned her little skirt and let it call to the.