“God, you young sluts always make too fucking noise.” The partner curses, bending down and undressing Charlotte. With his brute strength, he tears...off her shirt, discrediting the time and effort put into the conservative ***********ion. “Mm, but it’s always worth it in the end.” He says, drooling over the blonde’s impressive rack. Immediately, he straddles the woman, popping pops open her bra and unleashing a pair of perky tits. Despite his wishes, he knows he must restrain Charlotte first. So you might as well enjoy it." With that, Lauren began to grind her groin against the frightened c***d. Katie yelped as the sensations of her mother's pussy lips slipped and pressed into her. Lauren was leaning back on her hands and used her hip muscles to do all the work. She was completely entranced by the pleasure that rocked her body. Having another woman to grind pussies with had always been one of her fantasies."Oh Katie!" Lauren yelled over the intense storm outside.Nick leaned his head. I grab my cock and rub it over your opening, sliding in half a centimeter, then out again. I do this several times, before I finally very slowly enter your body. We both love this moment, one of our all time favorite moments. I moan as I slide in deeper. I looked down and see your hands gripping the sheet in fisted balls. You grunt into the pillow and I feel the bottom of your pussy. I feel so fucking hard, it is almost like I could lift you with my hard on. You called out and tell me that I am. "Is this a one or a seven?" I heard you talking to Randy," she continued. "That's a seven. He's a dork anyway." Don't say that," I sighed. "He's my friend." It didn't sound like it." Well, he is," I told her. "And he's not a dork anyway. He's just..." What?" Molly grinned at me."Okay, Randy's a dork," I agreed, and then shook my head. "I thought girls are supposed to have good handwriting." What's wrong with my handwriting?"She leaned close, looking over my shoulder, and I felt her hair.