Again and again, the missiles rained downupon her body. Then a new method of attack was tried. As her ankles were spread apart inthe stocks, one of th... men had tried bowling an egg like a cricket ball, aimingto land it right up her cunt. The crowd loved the idea and soon her cunt washit by the missiles again and again. If Sarah's gob had not been so thoroughlyslimed by now, the excited crowd would have heard a gasp of astonishment whenthe first one landed right up her cunt. The flow of missiles. Her head was still laid on my chest and I was still stroking across her back and down over her bottom.Now however, she was no longer able to rub her leg across my front, instead she was able to press her most intimate self right onto my hardness. There was no pretence of ignorance, we both recognised what was happening as we simulated a far more intimate act.For Donna it was totally instinctive, no need to be taught or guided no need for encouragement or persuasion just natural instinctive. ”“«Говно»,” I spat.“It’s all about who controls her body — her dad or her. And if you refuse, because you don’t think she should, then you’re just doing the same thing her dad is.”“«Ерунда»!” I declared.“It’s not nonsense, at least in her mind.”“Then I’m just going to avoid being alone with her, which shouldn’t be too difficult given she’s under house arrest.”We arrived at the dorm, and Clarissa helped me set up my room, and once we had it in some semblance of order, we began walking towards. You feel me tense, and you know what is about to happen, and it pushes you over the brink, too. You cum with me. As my cock spills its own hot liquid into your eager ass, you squirt all over my balls as you cum hard for me. Our secretions mingle with the oil that now coats both of us.I collapse on you then roll off to hold your slick body close to me. Spooning, I hold you, your back to my front. My arms holding you tight against me. We stay that way until our whimpering post orgasm moans.