”After a few seconds of silence, she turned towards me.Sheela: Shut up!! I know what you meant.She causally just rolled her eyes, looked at my erect...on for a second, and turned back.Me: I’m sorry!I was thinking to myself, did she just try to look at my erection?My ex-girlfriend turned herself to face me. She leaned resting her back on the side. This put her chest naturally on display.Sheela: You are acting like you are still in college.Me: Well, getting out of college doesn’t change anything. I. She could feel his cock getting harder and begin to twitch a little as she stroked it, "I want to see it cum Jeff," and he lay back as she got down near his cock and pumped it, his moans getting louder. She had never seen one cum before, her girlfriends had described it, but she wanted to see it and she pumped it faster as she found that made him groan more. The very first spurt hit her in the eye and she jerked her head back as he continued to shoot his cum onto her exposed tits and she let go. Fingers began to slide between my thighs and the denim of my shorts, rubbing my labia. I was getting very wet as a finger shallowly slid into my pussy. I dreamed that my Master, sitting next to my outstretched legs, pulled his finger out of my cunt and rubbed it slowly up and down along my slit. People could clearly see his hand working up the leg of my jean shorts, and my arousal was apparent. This only made me buck harder against his finger, my own hands rubbing the sides of my breasts.He. I'm filled, finally. He grabs me around my waist and starts fucking in earnest, while I wriggle to feel that cock more in me, let him push my insides good. Meanwhile, his eyes are fixed on my bouncing tits. "It's so fuckin' hot," I say out loud, astonishing myself; feels a bit like dreaming. Now I am the talker, and he's quiet and focused on fucking, and he barely can maintain the pace. We're back to this wet, vulgar kissing with tongues sticking out and wriggling like snakes. I can taste my.