The music is still going, and she’s still naked. She sits on the chair, and holds the pencil to her face. She traces it down her chest, over her lov...ly tits. She lets it slide across her nipples, making them grow in arousal. She moans and arches her back, thrusting her head back as she takes her other hand and traces it down her chest, pinching her nipples. Your body reacts, you close your eyes, you don’t know why. Your hands grip your cock and slowly slide up and down. Imagining her skin on. " Joe said happy he could teach Jeromy some of the points of better living.Jeromy sat at the corner of the bar watching the game, smoking a fine cigar, sipping tasty port, eating gourmet snacks and lightly washing everything down with iced Pelligrino water with possibly the most successful man he might ever meet. He knew one thing, he could live like this and he had one of the keys to Joe's success, a good woman. When he first saw Lucy and asked around about her he was told she was a lesbian. Luckily Satnam had already greasedher cunt canal with his pre-cum otherwise her pussywould have torn definitely. Unlike Satnam, Jogi didn’tlast long and within five or seven minutes dropped ahuge load inside her fertile and ripe pussy. As hewithdrew I was surprised to see how badly he haddamaged my wife’s pussy permanently. A flood of whitesperm came bubbling out and both the men got worried.“Of fucker, just wipe that slime off her otherwise howto explain it. Asshole, be. She was an animal now, and her body was not her own. It was there to be used and abused for the pleasure of others, and she welcomed it.…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..Stella was on sexual overload. After class had finished, she rushed back to her room and masturbated furiously on her bed. She couldn’t believe what had happened to her over the last few days, the tumultuous events that had flooded her staid and repressed existence with a blaze of light and colour. There was only one.