If I’m guessing right, he is looking down my blouse at my beautiful 36 C’s right now. “That seems good. Stand up now and drop your shorts if yo... would, just one more thing to take a look at,” I say nonchalantly, or at least attempting to do so. “You want me to just take off my shorts?” the puzzled man asks. Gathering himself he continues, “I assume I leave my boxer briefs on right?” “Yes, that’s right.” I wonder if he can hear my heart pounding. The sound has filled my ears and it’s hard to. I was in cloud 9. I couldn’t even open my eyes to see a sex goddess sucking my dick. I was like so high that I was on drugs. My head felt dizzy and heavy. I was enjoying every bit of her lips wrapped around my shaft and every inch of her warm mouth around my cock.Suddenly she called my name and said, “Look at me when I am sucking your dick. I want you to look into my eyes.” Our eyes and body were synced together. Neither of our eyes moved. She was looking into my eyes and I was looking into. Paul was first. More than a week of rubbing himself while waiting for this moment and the effects and watching Julia’s sexy bottom taking its punishment and her guttural moaning combined to make him very hard indeed and his prick lost no time in finding its target- thrusting into her dripping wet pussy as far as he could and then gripping the sides of her waist, riding her hard for the next three or four minutes until he emptied into her with a loud groan of satisfaction.“Lets turn her over”. " At first she kept it out of sight. I insisted, and finally she relented and showed it to me. Her face turned beet red. It was her with beer soaked breasts making her nipples stand out as if she had nothing on. "God, Molly, this is fantastic! You look great. Where's your boyfriend in these pictures? You probably have more than one." She quickly replied, "We broke up just before these were taken. He was a jerk anyway. All he wanted from me was sex, and I wouldn't give it to him. That's why we.