"Shit," he whispered. "Almost walked into that one. Thanks for saving my ass." You owe me," she whispered back.What were they waiting for? Rodrigo won...ered. The stairway door had opened, and he heard a thump, like someone falling to the floor, but now, there was only tense silence. Rodrigo realized that he was becoming paranoid and it was getting worse by the second. His normal instincts were dull, and he was feeling something unusual, panic. As sweat broke out on his face, he contemplated ways. That bratty son of a bitch didn't miss a beat when he put his hands behind his head and shoved his hips towards my face, with me holding his cock. Then pulled away and then repeated it a few more times in close succession. Before I even knew what he was doing he said, oh yeah, that feels good. I always imagined you strokin my cock. I just wish it was in your mouth, but I know your too shy to ever give a guy head, let alone a black guy with as big a cock as mine. Maybe that was it or maybe I. It felt so slick and juicy, Diane moved her knees apart to accommodate her. Diane in turn followed her example, and felt Allyson’s wetness through the material of her knickers. As she fingered her through her knickers, soft sounds started emitting from her mouth. Again the music stopped, and neither of them really noticed. They were both lost in their own worlds of pleasure. This was agonizing for Diane, who felt ready for more. She gripped Allyson by her hair forcing her head back, and then. I am a strong independent woman but I do love to be dominated; within limits though. James knelt beside me and gazed at me with his penetrating grey blue eyes. Gently he grabbed my hair and pulled my head backwards. He buried his head into my exposed neck kissing and biting one of the most erogenous zones on my body. Unexpectedly I felt something silky slip around first my left wrist then my right and gently tighten; I felt a gush of wetness in my pussy. "Are you ready?" he asked. Giving only.