Even worse for her was the fact that dripping, dribbling cum-juice kept seeping out of her squishy fuck-hole, quenching the sucking man's great thirst...Still, she couldn't tell them to stop.Glen looked into her sex-flushed young face. "Baby, you're really getting hot, ain't you?"Barbara's full ripe lips quivered. Her pink tongue flickered. And she whimpered, "I... I can't help it."Glen grinned lewdly, giving one of her spiking pink nipples a teasing lick. "Of course you can't," he said. "Feels. Spank my cunt!!! SPANK IT!!! and she does as my orgasm continues to rebound through me over and over, each slap on my clit driving it higher and higher while her fingers continue to pump in and out of me. Slowly I begin to come down as she finally stops landing blows on my clit and her fingers slow their pace in and out of me. I let lose a long, contented sigh of bliss. She slides her fingers out of me and once again I whimper a bit to myself. That felt so good. She gazes into my eyes with a. I’ve been expecting something like this to happen, so I always wear it at my waist. I have a couple of extra clips in my pocket.”“Very good! That’s what I carry, so we can start our inspection right now.” We went to the garage area to pick up the golf cart, and I was happy to see that Jack did not let his alertness slack off just because we were inside a building. Jack drove, of course, and I rode beside him. I immediately changed my plan of attack.I noticed that there were six large buildings. I could spend whole mornings with her in my arms, hitting the snooze bar over and over, staying on the threshold of sleep, reveling in her heat and fragrance, savoring the best part of my life in nine-minute gulps. She, however, insists on staying unconscious till ten.She was lying on her side, her head half on my shoulder, half on the pillow. She was uncovered to the waist, having, as usual, thrown the covers off her and onto me. Carefully, I shifted the double thickness of blankets, covering.