"You see, Simone Keighly just happens to share nurses quarters with a young lass by the name of Martha Patrick." She pulled the lid off the oval conta...ner carrying my breakfast of scrambled eggs. "Now Martha was in early this morning telling us what sort of state young Mony was in when she returned home from 'Pussy's'."It seems that after having sex with a certain driver of a certain rock stars father she went through two more of the men there and came home horny enough that she rang her. “Josh, stop!” Her legs clamped onto me, her heels shoving me forward to fully impale her but also to trap me and prevent me from continuing to fuck her. I instantly quit resisting and did as told, groaning. “Don’t come!” I wasn’t sure I’d be able to obey that order. “I… I don’t know. Oh, I can’t! Ohh, fuck!” I was staring down at my cock, willing myself to hold on, but I was right there, on that edge! If I breathed I was going to come. “Okay, Josh, look at me! Look at my face.” “God, Carol… I’m. I placed my hands under each of her thighs as I pulled them up and spread them apart even more. When I did, I saw that there was a tiny tear in the crotch of her pantyhose. I managed to wiggle one of my fingers up through the hole. I brushed my fingers against her hanging pussy lips. AHhhh slut that feels good, I heard Gina say as I toyed at her pussy with my one finger. I felt Gina bending the strap on cock downward, which worked the stubby back cock up against the roof of my pussy. I heard. I was lying on the bed stark naked wearing only a red g-string and a red bustier shelf bra pushing my tits outwards for him to see. I laid there with my legs wide open for him to speculate and harden as soon as he walked in. While the sweat was edifying from every spore of my body, hostile and defenselessly, I summoned Gary to my bedside. ‘My, my, what do we have here?’ he asked seductively. ‘Take off your clothes, Gary, and strip slowly for me, please?’ I implored in a begging and sultry.