I rolled over on my back and Patrick kneeled in front of me. Jordan kissed me and said goodbye. He started licking and sucking and eating my pussy lik... there was no tomorrow. Keeping in mind that I had an amazing experience just last week with excellent pussy eating, this was even better. It was overwhelming. I was crying from pleasure, cumming over and over and over again. After some time, he made his way up the bed, kissing me everywhere on the way up. He was covering me with his body and. . things. Had he stood, staring at her naked body? Had he wanted to touch her? had he touched her? Maybe just a little?She kept thinking about that as she mudded the corners in the room they were working on. He had her do the corners because he said she was better at it than he was. When they were done she asked what was next.“Nothing,” he said. “We’re out of money. I had the sheetrock mud, so we could do that, but paint and the rest of the electrical and plumbing will have to wait.”“That’s too. Nun zeigte sich ein nicht eingeplanter Vorteil: Ich spürte Brunos Atem auf meinen Schamlippen.Und wenn ich ehrlich bin: Es erregte mich... Mit geschlossenen Augen sah ich vor meinen inneren Augen, wie ein Mann mich zärtlich verwöhnte, mir mal die linke mal die rechte Schamlippe küsste. Wohl durch die vorherige Erregung oder vielleicht durch die jetzt beginnende waren die Lippen mit Blut gefüllt. Und meine kleinen Lippen, die sonst etwas zurück gezogen hinter den großen lagen, drängten sich nach. She again began her rubbing at the giant phallus, his massive balls juggling about in the big brown bag, full of fresh jism just to fill my belly. My jaw dropping as the prick from hell regained its huge full size her fingers not now encircling the girth of the thing. They moved from my sight, my begging became a scream as the tip was engaged in my now numb sex, my clit I realised not having been coated, and feeling just as normal as the invader slid past it. That cream had helped but the.