The guy who shoved his cock down my throat really tried his damnedest. And I have to say; it seemed that every time they bottomed out on my tonsils my...pussy squirted. I am not usually a submissive girl. In fact, I pride myself on getting exactly what I want out of sex. And I make sure that not only is my partner pleased but I am as well. These guys did not seem to be concerned about my pleasure so much as their own, at least that is what one would have assumed had they witnessed the event.. As I was making a plan, she asked me what was I thinking. I said nothing and was looking for a way to fuck her.When she finished her chores, she came back and started telling me about her boyfriend who has left her. I was shocked to know this. I asked her what happened exactly. She told her boyfriend made out with her class mate who studied with her. As she was jealous, she told him never to see her again.I did feel disheartened but that didn’t keep me from not having her have a good time with. As she peed she saw how wet her panties had become, she felt her self getting more aroused as she pulled them off, a sudden thought flashed through her mind of all the pussy that has sat on this seat, she flushed with the knowledge that she felt so turned on at this thought, her swollen pussy responded as she wiped she held the soft tissue there and rubbed gently, she gasped, the tissue was soaked.Back in the lounge, she felt she was being watched, it felt strangely exciting, as she sat she. Even under the penumbra of sagging clouds, I could see that the lines on Marco’s face were growing deeper, especially the crinkles on his forehead. The dude had seemed to age five years in only the short time we’d been there.Another of our colleagues was with us, Rick, a late middle-aged Clevelander with leathery skin, platinum blond hair and piercing blue eyes.We called Rick “Rooster” because of the spiky shock of hair he had running along his scalp, which, along with his pointy, chinless.