. You cunt whore..."I was looking out the window as Miem pulled up. Cunt seemed to be walking a little strange. I smiled and opened the door as she g...t to the door. We kissed. Her voice was soft and sweet, "I missed you so much Lover!" I kissed her again! "Me too. Did you have fun? Get off your knees or out of bed?" I did not raise my voice ther was no need to. Slut Miem was scared more with soft words and gentleness. She always understood that hell was about to come."I.I?It was business. “I’m there, baby! I’m there!” the hippie shrieks, as the stud continues to hammer relentlessly away at her. As she climaxes again and again, the hippie runs her hands eagerly all over the stud’s sweat soaked, football toned body. The stud isn’t even close to his own orgasm; each round of fucking now is a prolonged workout for the freckle faced teen. Slamming his hips forward, pulling them back and then thrusting forcefully forward again, sex is now an endurance test that lasts just a little bit. She felt it making her pussy tingle even more than it already was from the probing of Polly the Preggo’s electrifying tongue in her mouth. Polly the Preggo’s hand had moved from her cheek to the back of her head, sliding her fingers through the soft hair, gently stroking it. Her other hand was moving up along Bitchy Barbara’s side, creeping ever closer to her luscious tits. With a gentle movement, her fingers danced over to her nipple, feeling the soft skin begin to pucker beneath her. And that cologne he was wearing! It was fabulous. After the movie Rob offered to take her for a night cap, but she declined, asking to go home. Disappointed, he turned towards her apartment. He wasn’t surprised though. She had seemed so distracted tonight. He had wanted to make a move towards sex, but thought better of it. He didn’t want her to say yes because she was distracted, but because she wanted it. At the apartment, he walked her to the door. ‘I had a good time. I hope you did as well.’.