?You are gonna be out for your date and when he’s away you act like a fucking slut!? John liked to play with her and wanted more. His hands s...ueezed her tits more and her nipples were stuck between his fingers. Ashley liked being with him and she was constantly excited, but his words scared the girl, although she understood that John was kidding. ?What do you think your uncle will say when he knows what kind of underwear you wear?? he paused and kept on saying, ?He’ll just kick. Eventually I started to doze off, exhausted and frustrated, and as I dreamt, my befuddled brain reminded me all videos were sent to the 'Cloud', our crazy fuck sessions were in the cloud.As I slept sex was playing a big part in my dreaming, my poor body was craving sex, and when it happened, it was slow and deliberate, a really satisfying fuck as the cock head opened my pussy in slow motion, giving my tight cunt time to count each ring of pleasurable cartilage opened by the cock inside me, I. Do you need his phone number or address?" No, a name is fine." Craig made a note then fired up his laptop and typed in the name and printed the paper work out for me to sign. I signed it and handed it back to him.The ladies came back in and took their seats. "How much is there left to be done?" Ashlee asked."Nothing really," Craig answered. "The only other thing left to do is talk about when you want to go downtown and face the music."I sat back, took Ashlee's hand and sat quietly for a second.. The sight was so enthralling that Amanda's hand covered the huge 'O' of surprise her mouth had become as she sighed, "Oh my!"Slowly Myrna was lowering herself, then rising up as all the while her body danced in torrid rocking jabs around the pony's cock. Her mouth hung slack while her eyes seemed rolled up into her head from the thin line of white Amanda could see. She lolled her head from side to side. Primitive snarls stuck in her throat, then grunted up with the rasp of each breath.Jesus,.