The guy sighed and groaned his approvals aloud, stroking her hair. Bonnie remained perfectly still, continuing to hold her lips tight with her teeth....She became acutely aware of the sound of her heartbeat in her head and hoped it somehow didn’t pulse like a beacon out of her car. More than sufficiently hardened, the guy switched positions with his girlfriend, spinning around and lifting her up onto the trunk of the car. She had kicked off her shoes even before he had reached for her jeans to. Though I wasn't sure if it was from the alcohol, or from watching Heather and Mark make out on the other side of the room. I felt a flush run across my chest, and the heat turned into a dull throb which came from between my legs. I thought I saw Mark's hand slip under her skirt, but just then someone heaved themselves onto the beanbag next to my chair and handed me a bottle of hard cider, my other weakness.I shook myself out of my little voyeur act and looked to the side. I took a swig of the. I couldn't even move, and he gently pushed and pulled it and then without warning dropped me out of my arms where I hadn't hoped, and of course, when the head and part were already inside me, with my fall I literally sat on that fat dick with all my weight. end. I moaned that I was heard a mile away, slapped my slap, and put my hand to my mouth. My body was shaking. Tears were coming my way. It hurt. I didn't move, as he did. He looked to see if anyone had heard and saw us. He said shut up and. “Fuck. Okay. Fine. Why do you keep calling this video an event anyway?” Camara asked. “Come inside and I’ll show you Camara,” Robert answered. Robert led her inside what appeared to be a grey office building. The entrance led straight to a glass elevator. Robert pressed the button and the doors immediately opened. Robert stepped in, leading Camara with his palm on her back. He entered a code on the elevator buttons and the elevator began descending. A bead of sweat rolled down Camara’s cheek.