With one hand pulling off her slacks and panties, the other kept a vigil upon my scrotum, easily squeezing my swollen sack that was almost beginning t... burst. I undid the belt from around my waist, unbuttoned the front button of my denims and let them fall to the ground, stepping out of them, before sitting down on the cool slab of the concrete picnic table. It was obvious Sascha had already cum, because the wetness from her clit attack ahd expelled a forcefull flood of erotic juices that were. The fatter and hairier the better.One time I went out with a few friends at uni, we got back super wasted and someone suggested we go on chatroulette (this was when it first took off) so anyway we all got in a group and tried it, and low and behold we got a lot of wanking guys. This got me so horny that I left my flat mates room when straight to mine and searched 'gay chatroulette'. I spent literally a good 4 nights a week on that site looking for older men, and that's where I met Greg (not his. Her vocal confirmations became more and more overt. I moved my fingers inside of her panties and played with her clit very casually. She was already beginning to drip, allowing my fingers to slide around more easily. I removed my fingers and sucked on them. I truly loved tasting her.I leaned in and whispered for her to stand before me. She stood, and I observed her lovely body inch by inch. As I stood to meet her, I ran my hands from her fingertips to her shoulders. I looked into her eyes and. They lifted her legs higher and dean slid his cock into her as they slid her back and forth allowing him a lot of momentum. Dean came quickly and then Ken said OK, Your turn. I got between her legs and ate her sloppy cum filled gooey pussy and loved it. I heard the guys say Oooo that's nasty. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw all but Dean was hard as they watched. I then felt a hand on my ass and realized it was Dean. I wiggled it a bit and realized it was finally dark and nobody.