"There was a few major contributors to this board and I'll bet you one of them is Izo, the great. I have no idea how to find which ones, but I bet Wil...on can find out."I sent an encoded email to Sylvia. I managed to spend a few hours trying hard to forget why I was in DC before my turn at the monitors rolled around. When I sat behind them, all I could think about was which one I should be looking at or listening to next.It was 7 PM when I noticed that Izo was on the move. Her car drove straight. I told her to go upstairs and go to bed. My cousin wide awake and was getting bored with the movie since she missed most of the story. She asked me to sit infront of her so she can do my hair. I had a pretty long hair but was pretty well groomed. She asked me if I ever got my hair braided? I never did but would like to try it out. So she started from the right side and on the corner of my eye all I can see was her little pussy slipping out of her tight little boy shorts. I was getting so turned. I took Jan in and asked her what her shoe size was. A young shoe salemans of about 18 asked if he could help us. I pointed to the pair of shoes I wanted and asked him to bring them out so my girlfriend could try them on. I then told Jan to have a sit in the chair. She had never had to sit with the skirt on and it was hard for her to get down.The skirt rode up her waist and now was only about an inch below her shaved little pussy. While the guy was in back looking for the pair of shoes I had. Jay flexed, his huge arms straining, right as he stabbed upward violently with his hips. The result was Sara taking probably 7 or 8 inches all at once, eliciting another stupid-sounding cry from her as Jay went to work, horse-fucking her fast and hard, like he were in a porno. No mercy for her, just his meat pole jamming in and out of her furiously like he was trying to scrub her insides with the head of his penis, steely cock glistening with her juices as he grunted and worked up a sweat,.