From his backpack, he drew out a small grease paint kit and began to apply it to his face. When he was finished, he turned to me and began to paint MY...face! Every movement of his fingers was perfectly defined and sensuous, and as he trailed his oily fingers over my nose, cheeks, and lips, I began to feel a tingle in my pussy. Then from somewhere, he materialized three glowing balls that he began juggling in the air. Every once in awhile he would stop and add another ball, until he had five. Cool skirt. When'd'ya pick it up?" Yesterday. I was at the mall, shopping, and I just couldn't resist. I felt drawn to it." Cassandra played with the hem. "Cute, isn't it?" Cute? More like hot! If you bend over, you'd be giving quite a show!" Really? I hadn't thought of it." Cassandra blushed. Why did I think I could wear this? I should've worn pants, like I always do.bump"Oh, sorry." Greg pushed by. Cassandra saw her notebook falling and froze. She gasped.Oh no.She stepped to the notebook and. She arched her back, like a cat on heat. The two of them shifted easily into a sixty-nine position, and Terry slipped the thin silk of her panties to one side, sucking on her clit as he did so. She began to shake and cry out as she let her first orgasm ride through her, her thighs gripping Terry’s shoulders.She sucked on his knob and shaft like there was no tomorrow, and he looked so happy and horny and just plain fucking turned on that I began to feel left out. I undressed and sat down beside. I kept grinding my hip back and forth over his sweaty lap with wavy and flowing pelvic motions as his dick slid in and out my rectum.Soon, Donnie couldn’t hold it any longer and began injecting my bowels with his seed. When I looked at his face, he had the funniest “oh” faced I had ever seen in my life. His eyes were completely rolled to the back. He was just ecstatic and shuddering and smiling looking aimlessly at the roof. All I could do was laugh in relief that my task was done. And I.