Molly grabbed it and put it over her shoulder. Michael spun her in so she was pressed against him, but they were both facing the water. Michael put ha...ds in her front pockets, and pulled her by her waist. He took out his right hand and held it just above her pantline. He slowly wiggled his fingers into her pants from the front. When he was just an inch in, he paused. Molly sucked her skinny stomach in and bent her head back against his shoulder to give his fingers better access. He kissed her. It was a terribly generic and meaningless ceremony. You couldn’t eulogize 173 individuals at a ceremony like that. Instead you got one overarching eulogy that spoke of honor and sacrifice and how this was one step forward in our march to victory against the worst foe mankind has ever faced. Yadda, yadda, yadda. It all felt like lies and bullshit. I dutifully sat there with our few remaining Black Sheep and held my tongue while Susan held my hand.As soon as we could leave the spectacle we went. "I love your big cock inside me, yes that's it fuck me with that big cock." I told him as I was looking into his beautiful blue eyes. He placed his hands under my knees and lifted my legs up slightly allowing him to push in a little further."Oh my god Matt, that feels so good, my pussy has never been this full before." I said.He started to pound his hard cock into me over and overDeeper, faster and faster he kept at it."You like it?" Matt asked, as he kept pounding his hard dick deep into my. A perverse hailstorm of vanilla globules swarmed the space over Cyndi's body. One wayward burst overshot her and onto the mirror, clouding his reflection with its splattered viscosity. I let the slackening stem slip free.Cyndi's disengaged fingers smeared girl gloss on her thighs. “Wow, that was hot!” She sat up, wiped a sweaty forehead with the back of her wrist, and appraised his blushing, dripping member. “You sure made a mess of me, didn’t you? What a horny fellow you are, Shy Guy. I knew.