"Oh Mr Smith, Mr Smith" groaned Gina as I fucked both her holes."Oh God Mr Smith" I rammed away at both her holes, Gina clung to my front seats squash...d between the two unable to go any where else, she groaned loudly and wildly taking every thing I had as I sunk deeper into both her teen holes."Mr Smith, Mr Smith i'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she criedI kept ramming away I didn't care any more her little wet holes were just fantastic fuck holes and I was loving the fact I was fucking one of my. "Why?"That response told me something. On the surface, Frankie was antagonistic about me. But somewhere underneath was still that girl who had liked me at some time in the past. That was over now, of course, but not for the right reasons. She'd never had a chance to explore those feelings, and neither had I, for that matter. We never got a chance to break up, or lose interest slowly. And there was still some residual attraction there."I don't know. I guess I've always wondered what it would be. E. by choosing to pose in outfits from photo-sets that She knew had made me spunk my pants a lot. Looking back at my videos of those Sessions I can see that She was saying things that She knew would wind me up, making pants-spunking quicker and lovelier for a perv – like asking if I’d brought a change of pants, saying She knew She made me cum in my pants, even saying “he’s leaking, Graham you’re leaking”, and even, even saying “spunk spunk spunk, Graham spunking in his pants!” (Maybe She knew. Even though his dick was sticking right up in the air when he removed his pants, he pretended not to notice, although he did catch a glimpse of a wry smile.He put his leg over the side of the tub, climbed in and began to search the bottom for the soap. When he found it he placed it in the dish and then the Countess bid him to help her into the tub.As she lowered herself into the water she commanded him to sit behind her and sponge her back. By now Andrew wasn’t sure if this was going to be a.