"That's it, Amber! Drill my wet cunt! Split me open and FUCK ME!" As always, the pinned-down brunette lit off into a quick climax after only a couple ...f minutes of the Amber treatment.When she recovered, E-Beth looked to me and panted, "David, c'mere." I knelt on the bed and she wriggled my hips around until I was straddling her face, pointed back towards Amber. The blonde moved out of the way, arching her back and planting her hands onto E-Beth's juggling tits to support herself.From this. The body he was observing was amazing. Her skin was the soft porcelain white that is common among red heads. The body itself was one that belonged to a goddess. As Cynthia turned her to take measurements Evan was given the opportunity to take all of her in. As he had always thought, her ass was a work of art, superbly rounded, reminding him of a photo he had once studied of Marilyn Monroe’s backside. As Cynthia turned her to face him, Evan met her eyes with his. She smiled at him and he let his. ” Daring to look at her face – anywhere but those tight, firm breasts – Bob saw delicate features: a small, straight nose, chocolate brown hair tied into a neat pony tail that reached just past the shoulder, and maybe the prettiest olive-green eyes he had seen … not that he ever looked into girls’ eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out, just an embarrassing croak. She smiled down at him; white, straight teeth, soft pink lipstick. What would it be like to kiss those. Ripping your underwear off you are now exposed, he pulls your hair back and lifts your head. Exposing your mouth he shoves your underwear into it to shut you up. You try pushing the panties out with your tounge, but all you succede in doing is tasting how wet your cunt is. He takes a knife out of his boot, cutting up the back of your shirt, now you are totally naked, laying under the knee of a stranger. The only thing you can notice about this stranger is his smell and his hands. He smells.