"What? Are we done already?" "Not yet," Tiffany shook her head, "It's just my turn now." She turned and got down on all fours on the rug, looking at...David over her shoulder and slapping her small, tight ass. David smiled and started to climb to his feet, cock twitching eagerly for more. "Wait... wait..." Juliana's words were slurred slightly, as though she was drunk. She waved the strip of condoms weakly, "Here, make sure... gotta make sure..." Tiffany smiled and waved the condoms away,. " Crystal said, and all of a sudden remembered the story about Michelle's shoulder they'd had to use to twist Al's arm to get him to come at all. It was obviously not a good idea to admit it right now. "We need to try anyway," she finished. "But if that doesn't work, we could leave a raft here, spread the stuff from it out among the other rafts, and either pick it up on another trip, or deflate it and have it carried out on the mule train." Can't do that very well," Al said."Yeah," Crystal. The middle of the shirt was soaked with a good-sized wad of my cum. I passing flight attendant’s smile turned to a look of shock when she realized what she was looking at.“You’re going to throw out that shirt? I asked.“Hell no,” she smiled. “This is the greatest college souvenir ever!” This was several years before Bill Clinton and the blue dress, but I was wondering if letting a young girl walk off the plane with a shirt I had splooged on was such a good idea. I prayed that Customs. He gasped saying how wonderful I felt. His touch sent thrills through me and I loved how he appreciated me. I pushed my pelvis against his rock hard erection. Hard, thick and long he felt so good that I was panting in anticipation. I squeezed him through his pants. What a man! It was like my very first time. His hot hand fondled my cool legs and he quickly found my wet and naked pussy. He abruptly stopped kissing, his eyes wide he inhaled, ‘no panties’ and exhaled, ‘so wet.’ As he moved down my.