. fuck me... yes... ) Her hips tilted forward, spreading her legs even wider. The hand stroked down the top of her thigh, so slowly, so teasingly. (Fu...k me... fuck me... please... ) Then it curled around to the inside of her knee and began to stroke upward... "That's enough," Dominica announced.Daniella inhaled a gasp of breath. She hadn't realized she'd been holding it."Oh, poo!" the blonde exclaimed, pouting, withdrawing her hand."'Poo'? What's next? 'Sugar'?" said Roxy, earning another jab. “Hello there Donna.” “Hello sexual chocolate how do you do? Or shall I say how can you do me?”Ahhhhh Donna she was about 5’8” or so long dark hair about 130lbs coco brown skin that seemed to shimmer. She is what my circle of friends would call “Cougarriffic”. She was in her late thirties but could easily pass for 28 or 29. She was a hot shot lawyer with no kids or spouse just a healthy sexual appetite. She calls me her call boy I just considered myself to be her dick on demand. I didn’t mind. ''sorry becky tightarse can't talk at the moment shes sucking my cock which has just come out of her arse she has 2 minutes to make me cum or it goes back up her arse and i'll fuck her for 2 minutes if i don't cum then it goes back into her mouth arse mouth arse mouth until i cum''thats disgusting says becky' the phone goes deadtightarse is gagging on fatmans cock trying not to be sick as he shoves it into her throat the taset of her arse on his cock is almos too much for her but she manages. The people around had made a bit of space, hoping Cam and Leah would.The background music stopped and the bassist played a few notes that thrummed through the building, while he adjusted his amp. The band were all black or mixed-race, perhaps Caribbean. There was a guy on drums, one on guitar and a girl on keyboards. They were good-looking and lean, and had a happy, high air about them, radiating stoned bonhomie as they set their levels; two of them with fat joints smoking between their.