“Don’t be greedy,” she said.He held out his hand and she eagerly lapped up each of his cum-drenched fingers. She licked his palm clean until his...entire hand, like his cock, was sucked clean.She leaned back and swallowed. Her face soaked in his semen. Her entire tan body caked with clumps of sizzling sperm. She ran two fingers over one of her tits and scooped up a thick helping, dripping, dangling. She coiled it up with her tongue and swallowed it back. Richard looked over her.“Admiring your. “And the ‘Mile-High Club’ is doing it in an airplane while it’s flying, right?”“Correct. It was on my way back from Sweden.”“Kara, how many sex partners have you had?” Tracey asked.“Just Steve!” Kara said happily. “You?”“Just Steve and Marty!” Tracey smirked. “Marty?”“Just you, babe. You know that. I wonder about Steve,” he said with a grin.All eyes turned to me as Kara teased, “He’s probably lost count at this point!”I thought quickly about what number to give, given I was pretty sure I’d told. The next thing the paper was back with the pen and the words: Hi. I noticed you're about the same size as my girlfriend. Can you help me out? If you can I would be grateful for your time. By now I just didn't know what to think so I wrote back: how? and quickly added that I wasn't sure how I could help. The next note came back: All I want you to do is try some undies on for me I bought for my girlfriend and let me know how well they fit. I couldn't see any harm so agreed to do it. He then. Body wise, it was hard to desire more, B cup breasts fit her small frame well, but her ass size through you off. How you may ask, let me explain. Pam had an ass you could sit a cup on! Point blank. Fat and plump, back shots felt like Christmas. Then you had Sharice who stood about 5’9, 5’10. Bigger up top than her friend, Sharice came equipped with some of the firmest natural D cups known to man. Smooth and succulent, it was like kissing and licking on chocolate mountains. Reece wasn’t a slouch.