Then her dress landed beside her thong. Jen tore off Randall's shirt in the same manner; the buttons making the same sound as the ones on her dress an... she unbuttoned his pants. They fell to his knees as his hard long cock jutted out. Droplets of clear stimulation formed on Randall's tip as he removed his finger from Jen's engorged labia and thrust into her wetness with his thickness in one swift plunging even stroke.The piercing jolt Jen felt of Randall's throbbing thick hardness filling her,. Vangee was my 15 year old kissing cousin and I was a 14-year-old boy living in a Southern state. We lived in a rural area, about a half a mile from each other. Looking at her house from the street the right side was a kitchen area and the far left-hand side was the living room with her bedroom on the backside. I would always enter the kitchen and then walked to her bedroom. That special day with her mother and father at work, I arrived early and entered the kitchen without knocking. I enjoyed. She knew this was going to make her look extremely slutty.In the cab, both men kissed Mindy they took turns fingering her in the cab. Her pussy was throbbing and was quite wet when the men played with her pussy. They finally arrived at some cheesy motel. The trio walked in and Mark paid for the room. They took an elevator. In the elevator, both men kissed her. Mark carried her in his arms while Matt opened the door of their room. Both men took turns kissing her. They both helped her out. I was selling Taj Mahal souvenirs I had made out of broken glass and other 'found' materials. I thought he wanted me for a night - which would have been much more lucrative. Boy, was I wrong! I lived with Ryou-Sensei and Uncle Ryuji for almost a year. They taught me to serve tea, and to dance in several different styles, and a bunch tai chi forms. To play chess and go, and the violin, and the flute. And calligraphy. And a bunch of other arts. I was awful at all the physical stuff and the music..