She walked over to him pulled his shirt off of his shoulders, letting it land on the floor in a heap. She pressed her lovely mounds against his chest ...ending shockwaves of pleasure searing through his being. She let his shirt fall to the floor, hooked her thumbs into the waist of his pants, and pulled his pants down as she dropped to her knees. She reached her hands up and ran her fingers over his chest, her breath hot on his steel hard shaft that was straining at his boxer shorts for freedom. . ’ she moaned. He didn’t hesitate. He picked up speed and increased pressure. With each thrust, his balls slapped against her pussy, intensifying the feeling. She was on the verge of yet another orgasm. She gripped the sheets, pressing her face into the pillow, she let out a loud scream of pleasure as she reached her climax. Her ass clenched around his shaft and her pussy began to squirt. She had never experienced an orgasm so mind blowing, so powerful, so intense that she squirted. He pounded. No one else showed. We played pool and drank. I found out that these guys had all gone to college together and just finished. They were about 24 or 25 and very funny. We had a really good time and I got a pretty good buzz on. They flirted and I was really horny but was not thinking of having sex with anyone. One of the guys said that we should go to their room, they had a two room suite and we could drink some more there. And they had some pot we could smoke should I want too. We arrived at the. “Lopsided?”“Yes. Her left lip was about a half-inch bigger than her right.”“So, she just spread her legs and stretched her lips out for the two you to see?”“Basically.”“Wow. I'm trying to picture her doing that,” I said as I again shook my head.“Well don't,” she flatly said. “And stop shaking your head, your wig keeps moving.”“It belonged to your mom,” I remarked.Their mom, who had died from breast cancer, had worn it when her hair fell out from her chemo treatments.“I know,” she replied, as.