With her scream she starts to vomit. She goes completely cross eyed, her stomach and back lurch and twist above my fist. I quickly take my free hand a...d grab her nose through her mask, clamping it shut underneath. Just an intense explosion of vomit underneath her mask, all completely held in her mouth by all the gagging cloth. Retching sound after retching sound, and she's choking on it because it's all held in tight. "You better fucking swallow," I laugh. She struggles against my hand holding. His tongue responded. Michelle started to rip at his clothes and hers. He helped and as soon as their clothes were off, she was pushing him onto his back on the bed. She mounted him, her pussy already sopping with arousal, and sat on his cock. Their coupling was fast. As soon as Michelle hit her climax, she rolled off leaving George unfulfilled.“Michelle, what about me?’ he asked.“Oh sorry,” she said rolling back toward him. “Maybe you could handle it.”“What?” he asked.“You know,” she said.. We drove a very short distance and he pulled over in a secluded parking lot. We talked very briefly before we began to kiss. As he was passionately kissing me, I found my hand on his leg. He was wearing jogging shorts, which I quickly noticed was very much incapable of concealing his cock which had grown extremely hard. He continued to kiss me as I began caressing his raging hard on through his shorts. His breathing immediately began to change and his cock began to twitch with excitement. I. ”“Yes,” he snarled. “The cabana boy.”“The way he fucked me while you jerked your cock, watching his ass pump and writhe.? The woman shuddered. “What a lover he was. And so golden-skinned... You jerked your cock and came so hard, enraptured by the sinful sight, watching in disbelief, not even understanding why you found it so hot. But I taught you..”“Yes,” he groaned, his back arching. “I learned you were a harlot that night, and I was so weak for enjoying it.”“So weak,” moaned Mrs. Carpenter..