J-Lo leans over me, her lips pressing to mine, my arms have fallen straight out to my sides, palms up to the sky. J-Lo’s hands are exploring my uppe... body, massaging, warming, teasing. It’s sensory immersion, Salma’s hand caressing my balls, LOVE slowly stroking my shaft, J-Lo probing my mouth with her tongue. My eyelids fall closed, the ecstasy washing over me. The light grows in intensity once more. From beneath heavy eyelids barely open, Lindsay Lohan now stands over me, hands held in a. I pulled out at one points and pushed my cock against her asshole as a test. It was too dry so I curse at the woman and told her my fucking her ass was the best she was ever going to get. She moaned as I put a little more pressure on her tight hole. I decided to go back to fucking her pussy and pushed it right in hard. All the way in I went and I could feel inside her now sloppy cunt. I continued to curse her and call her names and degrade her. The waitress was cumming again as the older woman. It beat the hell out of finger-fucking. A few months ago, she'd discovered the joys her fingers could bring her when she circled them over her straining clit and rubbed them up and down her slippery pussy-slit. But a wet, hot tongue was better than anything she'd thought of to do to herself yet."Oh, Robin... honey, don't be mad at me!" Pete gasped suddenly.He pressed his crotch up against her naked butt. Only he didn't know it was naked. Having taken the daring step of pushing his cock against. “I'm the only guy here, and I'm straight.”“Will it hurt?”“With a little lube and a lot of play, probably not too much.”“I want you in my pussy first,” she breathed.“That was my plan.”We went across the hall to her room. “Oh, my curtains are open,” she said, moving to close them.“You don't mind having them open when I'm working outside. Neither does you mother.”That stopped her in her tracks.“Mom? Mom flashes you?”“Pretty much every day when I'm here alone, just like you do. She started.