"I didn't think jeans and a t-shirt went with that gun" she explained "so I got this from a charity shop." I wished I was wearing something more appr...priate; perhaps a cavalier's hat with a big feather too! As we walked to her car I asked "Where the hell did you find that?" Oh I nicked it off a pub wall" she replied airily.I shook my head. I didn't understand this girl, yet she fascinated me. As long as I blanked out all thoughts of her girlfriend. I did try asking her name as we headed. Previously, Ross was so jealous that it was difficult for Shawn to have any kind of social life!But now Ross was rubbing his dick against the chair leg like a dog, and it seemed quite peculiar. Shawn wasn’t quite sure what to think. She put her packages down on the table and watched for a minute, her face a question.?Ms. Spargrove is allowing me to cum for the first time in a month? Ross confessed, ?And I must do it this way?it’s to teach me to be a more dexterous man, you know what I mean??A. She could feel him stretch her throat as he slid down it.“I can’t get my girlfriend to deep throat. Damn you are good.” Soon she was no longer giving him a blowjob but he was holding her head and fucking her face. He pulled her on to his cock and then pushed her backwards, forward, backwards, forward, backwards. Every fourth of fifth thrust, she managed to get him out of her throat long enough to take a full breathHer tits swayed back and forth, bouncing off his thighs. It was so rough and yet. ...you filthy cunt....a fucking clit ring. Heehee. I'll be fucked. Lesley me little slut...I was thinking ya mother was the biggest tramp I'd seen....but you take the fucking biscuit.....a FUCKING CLIT RING. Heeheehee. "Lesley thought....'fucking die you old pig, PLEASE DIE'. Her nipples still hard as nails. "These smell lovely. Sexy Lesley. I can smell ya pussy. Mmmmmm. Lovely. Now there's only one thing better that the smell of pussy....do you know what it is Lesley!!!?" He was still staring.