.. and now this! Damn, he'd had his share of women, but never a hot little bitch like this one. Christ, she'd practically torn his pants off trying to...get at his cock, licking it, nibbling at it as though it were food and she'd been starving for a week! And now, hell, she was hotter than a firecracker on the fourth of July.He began a hard rhythmic fucking motion in and out of Sandy's moistly stretched pussy, thrusting forward mercilessly from his arched backstroke and battering her writhing. I completely forget about my notes and books and slowly work my way over to her. “Shit!” I exclaim as my shin meets the coffee table. “You okay?” she asks concerned. “Yeah, nothing hurt but my manly ego” I reply and she laughs. “Here,” she says as she reaches out to me in the darkness. I feel her fingertips touch my shoulder, and then her hand moves to my back to direct me toward her. Her hand is warm and I feel the soft heat through my shirt. This sounds like a classic cliché’ but as she. His hand between her legs was likewise very thrilling. It was so much more arousing to move against something. But just when she was about to explode his fingers would explore a less sensitive area and she was still unable to go the final step to climax.Peter was tempted to throw caution to the winds and rip off the girl's panties and fuck her with no more delay but he restrained himself. He worked his fingers under the leg of her panties to bury them in her soft, wet pussy pudding."No, Mr.. Nita was smiling.In the bed,I was in the middle,Nita was in my right and Anita on the left.In few minutes Anita,started to stroke my dick,I was squeezing her boobs.I felt some wetness in my hand.It was her milk.It’s amazing,I was so happy.I started to suck her boob,the milk was so sweet.She held her breast at my face,I was sucking it like a baby.She was moaning loudly with ecstasy.Nita was holding me from the back and kissing my back and neck.Anita was teling Nita that,it was her turn so,Nita.