Carlos and i really had something sweet going on, we were holding hands as we made love, my hot mouth as a pussy. he softly rubbed my hair, softly pus...ing my head down, softly repeating my name, also calling me mami, and mi amor, fucking my throat with his big cock, mmmm baby! we were like a couple in love. i was moaning sweetly as silvia kept eating me. then she stopped and i felt the rubber cock slowly slide into my pussy, i gasped, mmmmm. she slapped my ass again. she asked, you like how i. One of the women put their thumb in one picture to give a ‘thumbs-up’ while her head was between some ladies legs. They were actually pretty good about not showing faces in the pictures and I wouldn’t have a lot to have to block out. Then there were a couple of pictures that seemed out of place. I looked to me that one of the new guys was on his knees in front of what looked like Bob; giving him head. There was one from the side that showed the guys face with Bob’s cock in it. Then one. About 4 months after we started our little secret, we were to have physical contact for the first time. It was an early spring evening in March and it was a Friday. My friends and I were hanging out together at the 'Old Bridge.' The Old Bridge was a part of the road where we lived which was off the beaten track. It was no longer functional and the bridge was surrounded by woods. There were no street lights and during the spring and summer nights we would lay down on the bridge wall and. .." I grunted, by way of explanation or apology. "Oh you-- fuck. Fuck I want you." Pleading again, very softly. An impatient, urgent grunt. "I'm too fucking close, baby. It’s your fault. Our fault. Aaah-- I can't. Diana?" "Tag out," she purred, her arms closing around Sabrina from behind, her mouth nuzzling into her neck. Sabrina straightened up abruptly, back arching steeply, turning her head back towards Diana's. Her groan sounded like the growl of a feline. I couldn't really let.