Imagining your fingers on my body my pussy starts to ache and I shiver as i feel a gush of juice wet the chair. I instantly feel a sharp pain coming ...rom my nipple. I let go to see a faint bruise and a hard throbbing nipple. My hand reaching under my skirt I come into contact with my soaking pussy. Remembering where my panties are.. I wonder what your doing with them. I start to imagine that you, after sniffing and sucking my wetness off them, you wrap them around your cock. You start to. Amita gasped and panted as I held her tight, finishing inside her as pulse after pulse of my seed entered her vagina. It’d only been a few hours since the mall, but I felt like a teenage boy who hadn’t cum in a week. I didn’t even want to imagine what Amita’s vagina must look like at this point as I gave her those last few mini-thrusts that would milk the rest of my cum out of my erupting cock. I looked down at Amita’s face, beaded with sweat, with her eyes rolled upwards in orgasm after orgasm. At the same time Elizabeth let out a low deep moan and shifted her body slightly sideways, freeing up her left hand underneath her body between her and James. James was about to forget about the thong and put it down to him making a tired mistake. He reached to join hands with his lover when Elizabeth's hand went straight passed his and reached between his legs. Elizabeth at the same time turned over so that she was on her back and pulled James in close to kiss her. Her kiss was warm and. She momentarily feared for her $400 Cadolle lingerie set and pushed him down. He knelt before her, tugged her thong aside and lapped at her shaved lips. She’d had better. But she liked his desperate, youthful hunger. He was all over the place, but his enthusiasm hit the sweet spot often enough that she found herself nearing satisfaction. Then there was a knock at the door. “In a minute!” Marian screamed, more desperately than she intended. She pushed the young stud onto his back, briefly.