It felt nice and my dick began to grow inside of my trousers.Claudia sighed louder and she bit her red lips as I fondled her sexy body.Moving my right...hand downwards I was soon rubbing the front of her jeans as she moaned. I pulled down her zip and slid my fingers inside her thong.I found her smooth mound had been recently shaven. She quietly moaned, as my finger entered her tight pussy lips.Another rub of her swollen clit and I unbuttoned her jeans, making them fall to her ankles. My fingers. "Wake up." She murmured. But the girl did not wake up. she remained asleep. Vilen smiled. 'She must be one heavy sleeper'. she thought. But how could she be? Of all the times vilens slepted with her a simple kiss would always wake her. Why now is she so heavy a sleeper?> Vilen started to kiss the girls cheek and trail kisses down to her collor bone. 'Shorly that would wake her'. She thought with a smile. And shore enough it did. She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw vilen on top of her.. I want to see it. I want to taste it.You slip off your shorts. I love your uniform, but your birthday suit is my favorite. Your dick is hard and reaching out for me. I beckon you closer, licking my lips. I stretch out a hand and stroke your shaft. You press the tip against my wet lips. It gets harder as I circle my tongue around it. Your gasps acknowledge your pleasure. I want to please you. I want to excite you. You grab my shoulders as I move quickly up and down the length of your cock.Then. “So they started to have races on dirt tracks on some of the farms around the South. Then they started buildin’ these asphalt tracks, and eventually they built places like Daytona and Talladega and even you Yankees know about NASCAR. Junior is a car owner now, and he won twelve races last year with Darrell Waltrip driving. But they started as a bunch of bootleggers runnin’ from the federals, like I said.”“Let me try again,” I said, holding out my hand for the jug.Emily smirked and handed it to.