"Yeah." Did you ever cornhole a girl?" she said."Nope." Interested?"He snickered and looked down. "Sure."Millie wantonly squeezed her tits and pointed...her nipples at the boy's face. "Maybe I'll let you some time."Her tits tingled as she teased the boy. She rubbed herself against his arm and nibbled his earlobe. She took his hand and forced it between her legs and in a moment he was caressing her cunt."You like fucking me, don't you?" she said.He nodded and rubbed his fingers around her. Taking him completely wasn’t an option.‘Just like how I need Scott taken for me to orgasm.’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, completely devote themselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a. Jenni was crying, tears slipping down her cheeks and sobs wracking her body. She was rapidly reaching another shattering climax. He breathing rapid and her movements becoming jerky and uncoordinated and then it hit her like a tsunami, a tidal wave of emotion and nervous energy. Her come sprayed under pressure from between her and his pubic meeting point. Jenni screamed and her legs thrashed as it washed over her, soaking her tits and stomach. It sprayed in a fountain of liquid and acted as his. But it is true with her that after only a few minutes foreplay - preferably with my slipping down between her legs to arouse her with my tongue - I find myself swallowing her precious feminine juices. At times, almost choking on them! In the case of another, a woman in her mid 50s that I get to fuck a couple of times a year, the word "squirt" is the right one. Once aroused and brought to climax, she can be relied on to soak the bed - or more particularly, the towels she covers the bed with.