“They are hammering the clear curtains in the room of the guests right this moment if you want to eject them?” Anjali asked hopefully.This I had t... see. Why would anyone hammer curtains? Anjali eagerly led me through the luxurious home and entered one of the bedrooms. Cherry and Berry were working together to rehang the lacy sheers in the windows. These must be the ‘clear curtains’ Anjali had referred to, that had probably just been washed. They were hanging them, not hammering them. Neither. With that he slid deep into her. Moans instantly escaped her lips. While she was clearly not used to such an enormous cock having only enjoyed mine, she was enjoying the sensation of it entering her. He began to pump her deep while making out with her. I watched intently as this powerful black man was bedding my perfect little angel. She let out sounds I had never heard, even when she was faking. Her body shuttered as he took her, her mouth quivering, all the while begging for more.I stroked. I felt her small fingers part my lips, as her tongue darted in and out of my tight little fuck hole. I arched my back as she drove deeper inside me. I have only been finger fucked by one other person, my sister. Maggie knew she had me right where she wanted me, as she drove two, then three fingers deep inside me. It took everything within me not to scream out my pleasure, after all we were in a public restroom, and the thought of being caught by one of our teachers would not have sat well with. He wasn't making love to me, I was getting fucked. It may have been my first time but I knew the difference.Under him, I watched his face over me, so happy, so determined, so masculine. He had seemed like a boy until now as I watched this muscled young man up over me driving his hard penis into me over and over."Oh, Amy, oh, I've wanted this for a long time. I hope you have too. It just feels so wonderful." A long time, yes, I've wanted this, too. Oh, you feel so good inside me, oh, when you.