My mind again pictured the Mexican boys in the car all fucking her and my imagination portrayed lurid scenes of what she did with the trucker. She be...an to caress me and rub against me—a long-legged girl, her pelvis met my engorged cock. She rubbed her crotch against me and began to breathe heavily, grinding her pussy against my hardness. She pulled me to her mouth and passionately kissed me. I responded to her passion, humping against her pelvis. Her kisses were bruising my lips. Our lips. He let his lips travel down, caressing my breats, my stomach, before reaching my considerably dripping pussy. Andreas licked it tentatively. It felt great. "Keep on, Andreas," I whispered, stroking the back of his neck. He swirled his hard tongue around my cunt lips. "It's wet enough," I said. "Put your hot dick in me."He gave my pussy one last lick, then reached foward and put his cock head through my lips. I fought back a giggle, and let out a soft moan. Andreas stopped. "You sure? Shouldn't. Her moans fill the room, and Constantine closes his eyes, reveling in the tight wetness squeezing his cock. Constantine does not realize the mistake he has made. Vittoria flips the caesar to his back and begins to ride him furiously. He feels his balls begin to swell, his cock thrust deep into her cunt. Fuck… FUCK.. FUCCCKKKK… the caesar tries to hold back to prove his superiority, despite Vittorias multiple orgasms. She leans down, Scream my name, caesar. Fuck you. Vittoria grabs the whip,. Sasha flashed a ‘your-turn’ glance. Libby had to fake insouciance as she unbelted her coat and slipped it off her shoulders. The shock she had felt on first donning the costume was mirrored in Sasha’s face. It was a mini-dress of clinging satin, reminiscent of vampire Elvira, with a stiff Queen Anne collar, a neckline that plunged to her navel, and a gauzy skirt that provided the barest of covering over her black satin thong. Thigh-high black fishnets showed off her legs and white stilettos.