Was für ein Anblick! Direkt neben meinem Kopf beben zwei wunderbare, große Titten in der geilen Stewardessenuniform. Ich hebe den Blick schweren Her...ens und sehe der blonden Frau ins Gesicht, die mich mit ihren vollen Lippen strahlend anlächelt.Obwohl ich nicht in der ersten Klasse bin, hat Blondie sich besondere Mühe um mich gemacht - und mich dabei ziemlich heiß gemacht. Geile Titten hat die Kleine. Groß, weich, echt, keine Spur Silikon. Und sie scheint keinen BH unter ihrer engen. Today is the day of the state championship volleyball game. I'm sitting in the bleachers of the gymnasium next to my mother and best friend Adam. The game is nearly over, and the girls look tired, and unbelievably sexy. It's hot in the gymnasium and the girls are pouring with sweat. Britney looks exceptionally drenched. Her hair is so wet with sweat it looks like she just came out of the shower. Her shirt is completely damp with sweat, and I can even see damp patches around her crotch and ass. ..go on Millie...let it happen." Mr Taylor's voice was soft and quiet, and incredibly his wife was in the next room.The orgasm came with a rush, as his fingers continued to massage my clit. I was trying to stifle my gasps, but I was thinking that surely his wife must be able to hear.As Mr Taylor took his hand from between my legs, I could see my pussy juices glistening on his fingers, and the sexual aroma seemed to permeate the music room.I felt wet between my legs, the crotch of my panties was. We'd been fucking in his truck after our shifts for a week now. A truck with a red glowing nose strapped to the front grill. Always in our costumes. He had a role-playing thing. "The little red satin thong? With the green Christmas bow in front and back?" I asked sweetly. His cheeks got rosier. "Did you?" I gave a quick look around. It was three o'clock on a Wednesday, still two weeks before Christmas and the photographer was on break. I waited for a lull in the mall foot traffic and bent over.