Erin used her free hand to squeeze her left breast and squirt a copious amount of milk onto her hand and my cock, making the sliding smoother. The smo...ther movement and the warmth of the milk brought me to the edge, and I let out a little moan. Erin looked into my eyes and took hold of my balls, and squeezed just enough to set me off. I let loose spurt after spurt, out onto the grass.“That’s right, squirt it like you did when you put Taylor and Margaret inside me.”When I finished, Erin squeezed. I don’t know how she’s gonna stand my cock inside her pussy. My beard is also creating some kind of ecstasy on her . She is moaning with pleasure…biting her lips. Ahhhhhhh sssssss oh my god! She’s grasping the bed sheet. She’s enjoying it , no matter she likes me or not. I stood up after a few while, my dick has hardened like never before. It’s waiting for it’s chance to taste Vicky’s pussy. I slowly inserted my hardened dick inside her pussy, oh my godddddd. It’s so tight! She is a virgin and. Do you want to know what I found? A woman, broken and terrified. A woman crying tears that would not stop. A woman shaking, trembling, quaking with the fear of her worst nightmare coming true. A woman who clutched your picture like it was a lifejacket in a hurricane. A woman who looked at me with uncomprehending eyes and asked me why you had left her. A woman who would never understand. She cried until she made herself sick and then she cried some more. Her legs wouldn’t hold her. Her body. "The show's signature was a set of mirrors that gave you an all-around look at yourself. I was not looking forward to seeing myself in that. It's not that I was fat or anything. I'm a healthy 135, but at five-foot-seven, I carry it pretty well. Particularly considering how much I carry up front, so to speak. But every woman has parts of her body she'd like to change. For me, it was my ass. And my shoulders. Maybe my calves."Oh, we just use this place to rehearse," Stacy assured me. "We do all.