Keandra squatted in the hollow between her boyfriend's knee-bent thighs and tensed abdomen. She knelt to take the pressure off her legs, pressing and...holding his dick just so, refusing to let go until loosening a rolling avalanche of orgasms from quim to tummy to tits and back again.Darius flopped on his back, eyes closed, drinking in the wonderful swirling weight of Leandra’s moist gash enveloping his cock.Leandra threw her head back and leaned her palms on her boyfriend’s shins, inhaling the. His long hair turned gray, his beard and mustache a salt and pepper color, and Sam had managed to avoid developing a pot-belly like so many men his age. Barbara was often told how sexy and attractive her husband is by older, and younger women, the way they spoke made it obvious their words were more than a compliment, if Sam ever wanted to cheat on his wife there would be no shortage of willing partners. Not only were she and Sam above average in physical appearance, they had a nice home and. She walked in, and looked around."This is nice," she said. I was a bit surprised. Maranda had taken several things when she left, namely the dresser. I had found another one, cheap, on Greg's List, and replaced it. Otherwise, the room was pretty sparsely decorated. She looked at the bed, patted it, then got in, and laid down. "Comfortable," she remarked. "This is better than the bed downstairs. I think I'll stay up here tonight." Assuming she was joking, but, understanding she might not be, I. She was small about 5'5 and thin as a rail where as I had some meat on my bones but I was far from fat. She was bleach blonde and blue eyed. Her tits were probably a full D and they were fake. Myca Howard was an eighteen year old actress and I loathed her. I wasnt jealous of her because every inch of her screamed fake. My brother deserved better than her. My parents didnt like her either. My mother thought she was a whore. She was a bitch to my father and he couldnt stand to be in the same room.