His erection wilted before the mockery of her newly-emptied mouth. Who the fuck had arrived to ruin his party?BAM! BAM! BAM!“Go open the door, loser... or he’ll damn well break it down.” There was a snarl in Felicity’s voice. She sounded like she knew what she was talking about. Panic storming him now, Evan scrambled into his shorts, semi-erect cock flapping momentarily as he dragged the garment back over it. Jesus – so she hadn’t been lying after all? He stood frozen by indecision a moment, then. ..YES...................OH GOD FORGIVE ME.....AAAAAAHHHHHHHH." Moisture flowed so thickly from her pussy that John thought maybe she was peeing herself. But it was just all the pent up sinful and forbidden lust of her childhood that had been firmly capped off and squashed down through all the intervening years after they had moved and Marsha had realized that she missed being gang-banged by her uncles in her own bed and, sometimes, at their camp whenever her father let her go "fishing" with. Please just go and take your seat.” He pointed to the back of the classroom, puffing out his chest a little bit and he saw her greedy eyes flick up and down his body. “Whatever you say sir, as always.” She said and walked past him, purposefully brushing her arm over his legs and giving a little smirk as she felt the hard on form instantly. She walked to her seat without looking back and set down. Antony’s eyes glued to her tight little ass all the way until it sat down. She crossed her legs at. He was kneeling over Helen’s now-soaking belly, but keeping her going by slipping the vibrator slowly in and out. He slid up the bed, one hand using the vibro, the other masturbating. He stopped at the level of Helen’s head. Helen found herself saying in a weak voice, “No, no…stop.” But inside she was screaming, “Yes, yes…don't stop!” She knew she wanted whatever this randy couple could give her….she wanted it all. John gently thrust his erect cock into Helen’s mouth. Her lips closed around.