The guy slid his lips down on that pornstar cock and like swallowed it completely. O-M-G!Lidia was giggling. Don't get me wrong, we weren't that close... We were probably about 20 yards away.I looked over at Lidia, and I...I think she was touching herself. I'm not sure, but I couldn't see her hand.I was more then a little inclined to do it myself. I may have pushed on myself a couple of times as we watched.Other people were. Stepping forward to the first guy on his knees. He was sucking them in. . Sara snarled something not fit for publication in any professional journal, leaned forward, snapped the offending device shut, and leaned back again. She pulled her jacket around herself again, and was suddenly aware of the pressure of her hand against her breast. When was the last time anyone else's had had been there? That had to have been Craig, her last dalliance from… five weeks ago?“Asshole,” she muttered to herself, remembering that not-brief-enough experience. When was the last time. I positioned myself so that my dick was lying lengthwise along the furrow of her pussy. I moved slightly back and forth so that my cock rubbed her slit including her clit. I could feel her trembling as she began to thrust back against me. My dick became slickly coated with her secretions. I started moving my kisses from her lips down her face and neck toward her breasts. It didn't take a long time before I had to move my cock off her pussy so that I could reach her tits with my lips. She. Climbing out, I picked up my rifle and looked around. I could see a pair of doors, and I walked over to them. A plaque on them said: 'Storage room A.' I opened the door and went inside. The room was about thirty feet square with rows of shelves that went up to the ceiling, thirty feet above. There were trolley ladders hooked to each six-foot wide shelf system.Closing the door, I went to the second door and opened it. I stepped into a living room that had a huge, almost circular, couch. There.