Dreama looked me up and down, when I walked in, and she made it obvious that she could see my cock. She would stare down at it and then stare in my ey...s. I tried to adjust my cock when I went to the cooler to get my soda, but it was no use. I was uncontrollably hard and had no way to hide it. When I got to the counter she was sitting in one of those high stools, in front of the counter and reading a Hustler magazine and had the book opened to a page that showed a man and woman naked and playing. The women shaking their heads with their eyes tightly shut and hissing in and out through clenched teeth was a given, but they still felt good as they witnessed it.There were lots of comments being made by those watching as the eighth stroke landed and again as the ninth stroke landed, and as the tenth stroke landed there were more and more comments about the pained look on Linda’s face and the beautiful red stripes on Margaret’s bottom. They continued with the eleventh stroke and with the. That is all I see as Yashika’s dress covers my dick’s invasion of her virginal pussy.She starts sweating and I can see her face contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure as my head enters her pussy. With her cunt impaled on my bulbous head I can feel her juices running down my love pol. She takes a deep breath and with all her might she pushes down hard onto my dick “Aaaieee” she squeaks as she feels the pain of her maidenhead being broken. She is incredibly tight and she rests there allowing. Then I moved back in for another kiss. Ted started to back away but I grabbed the back of his neck. He struggled for a few seconds but my determination that he should taste his own seed was stronger.I pulled him to me and forced his lips open. Once the tip of my tongue was past his teeth he relented and opened up. I painted his tongue with the residue of the slippery load and he groaned again. My hand reached and found that he was hard again — or still hard. Well, I thought, he'd just have to.