He could hear Walter squirming, as he gave him his cock; balls deep over and again and Walter took it boldly, deep until his legs were rigid and his h...art racing for the finish. Walter was totally at Nelson’s mercy; still pumping, sawing, splitting his ass in two. It was hard to imagine anything as enjoying or more satisfying than fucking the college boy Walter’s ass. Nelson’s hand was going numb; his pulse was racing as he thought of keep teasing Walter’s ass. He wondered for keeping him this. " Angie gulped, "... practice is still at eleven right?" shetried to ask casually, as she kept on walking towards the school,hoping desperately they weren't about to get called over and picked on. "Whoa, whoa, whoa... classes don't start for another twenty minutes. Youtwo come here... NOW!" as she raised her voice again at the end."Look... it looks like she already pledged for the DPD. That, or she'sreally a slut! I mean... check out her blouse! It's like tissue paper!"Christie remarked on. Bryan hopped off the bike and grabbed her before she fell. ‘Hey! Come on, lass!’ He took her by the elbow and led her over to the big tree by the lake, where he always came when he wanted to think, to be alone, to be at peace. ‘Sit here, love!’ He spread the blanket he had tied onto the back of the bike, and watched as she settled her ample frame on it, her back against the tree. ‘Don’t you need any help?’ she asked, feeling guilty. ‘What for? It’s nothing!’ He unloaded the saddlebags, and. I was in awe as I watched Nigel blowing into my wife's face, by the time his cock stopped spewing cum I saw the sight of my wife's face covered in spunk like never before, at least from another man. It was thick white like globs of paste and as Monica later put it later, "it was stuck on". The cum covered all around her mouth and substantial amounts on both her cheeks, as I and Nigel took a few snaps of my wife's splattered face. Monica also appeared to be in awe and surprised from what Nigel.