And I could see his eyes that he understood that I really liked the view, so he opened my legs wider and came closer to me and I started sucking his m...ssive cock head while he fingered my eager pussy. so i started licking and sucking his head while he was working on my pussy with his fingers and he decided to insert two of them and started spraying me faster and deeper and after a few minutes i started squatting everywhere and i was with the best orgasm. my whole body was trembling and I was. With all of her piercings, dark blue hair and shocking wardrobe, she was flamboyant, exhibitionistic, and boldly fascinating without being cheap or gaudy. I, on the other hand, dressed modestly; classy without being prudish and alluring without being slutty – a preppie. Short skirts had finally made a come back and I was made to wear them. We were polar opposites: Angel and The Monster. Our friends used to tell each of us, “Why do you hang around someone like her?” They couldn’t have respected. It was kind of dark inside and I thought the old guy running the counter would throw me out but he didn't even look up. While walking around the store and looking at all the dirty magazines I noticed the entrance to video booths. Not knowing what they were I got curious. There was a sign that said you needed a couple of dollars worth of quarters to enter. So I went to the counter and asked the old guy to change a couple of dollars for me. Again I thought he might have told me that I was too. Dawlish explained "Andy never got the chance to give you a call. This must leave you at a bit of a loose end."She indicated that I should go through to the living room, feeling disappointed I wandered into the living room wondering what I would do with myself for the rest of the day. At the same time I had a good ogle of Mrs. Dawlish's luscious body and made a few silly wishes."Perhaps you'd like to keep me company." she grinned at me "Or maybe you'd rather meet some friends more your age." I.