Tommy was holding nothing back and each thrust was as far as he could physically push himself down my throat, his testicles slapping against my chin. ...I wondered briefly where he had learned to do what he was doing to me and honestly, to this day, I still don't want to know. My gagging again subsided and I laid back, slacken and defeated, watching the repeated approach and retreat of his pubic region. He was now fully on top of my head, his body centered directly over me as he continued. Long is an attractive redhead with a light sprinkle of freckles on her heart-shaped face. You can't take your eyes off of her shapely body, her breasts are almost exposed and you think that you would love to put your hands on her 38 C tits. "Is everything ok?" Of course it is," you tell her as you stand up from your desk. "You've done a great job as always and now it is time for your reward." You pull her blouse apart exposing her breasts and you can imagine her nipples getting hard already.. It was all I knew before arriving on the west coast, and, to be more specific, Monterey on California’s Central Coast.Monterey is very similar to the town I grew up in. Both are coastal towns, relying heavily on the fishing industry and tourism, and both are fairly affluent communities. There are, however, a few differences. Of all the differences between the east and west coasts, one, in particular, stood out, rain. Back home, rain could be a summer squall, a torrential downpour, a light. I kept feeling his cock rub my clit and it was driving me crazy. He then turned me around so I was facing my husband and he started rubbing his hands all over my tits while I starred at my husbands face, He seemed to be enjoying the show as much as the rest of us. As Eric reached for my clit I started to have my first orgasm. As I stopped shaking I realized that Bob was now in front of me and I was between both men. Not sure what took over but I started to kiss Bob and undo his pants so I.