She was surrounded by more cocksthan the star of a bukkake film. Although none had penetrated her--yet--many spurted, dribbled, or oozed thick, white ...emen. Buffy had swum inenough male seed for one day--or an eternity--and she had no desire tobe filled and covered with more of the same.She fought valiantly, even desperately, using every technique, strategy,trick, and tactic with which her instinct and training had equipped her.She jabbed, feinted, kicked, leaped, somersaulted, punched,. She was naked and I was staring at her perfectly shaved pussy. The next thing I noticed was the scent coming from her. I love the way her pussy smells when she is aroused. After sex it is almost overpowering."Good morning , Billy. sleep well?" she said. "Good morning, Babe," I responded. We had partied a bit the night before and I was starting to remember what happened. We had two couples over last night, and drank quite a bit. When they left we went to bed and had a hot sex session. I ate her. I recline back on the couch with my feet in his lap. He is rubbing my toes. He’s a good guy—honest, considerate. ‘Can I get you some dessert,’ I ask. ‘That’d be great.’ ‘Stay right there. I won’t be long.’ I pad into the kitchen and start to slice the sponge cake I was going to top with strawberries and whipped cream. I sense Jack behind me. I grin slightly—expectantly—but don’t turn. What was he up to, I wonder. I feel his hand smooth itself from my side over to my tummy. It feel nice. It. She turned and settled down next to me on the bed. Her legs were spread by my head. Her hands were reaching for my cock- ready to resume the blowjob she’d started in the sitting room. At first we ate each other side to side, but as our lust grew to a fever pitch, I pushed her onto her back. I had both of my hands on her ass, holding it tight so her delicious pussy couldn’t get away from me. My face was buried between her thighs now sloppy with her juice and my spit. My cock was.