Becky was in heaven; she could feel her pleasure building to its peak. But somehow John seemed to be holding her back from climaxing. Then it happened... Becky finally started to climax. “Ooh John, that feels so wonderful baby. Please don't stop. Make me cum. I’m going to cum; Oh John, I am cumming baby.” Becky moaned as her climax reached its peak. Becky could hold out no longer; she gave in to the erotic pleasures John was giving to her. Becky’s hands were on the bench beside John’s hips, her. She was trying to free the compressed swell of her chest and he couldn't help but reach down to assist her. He plunged limbs two into a small gap and yanked the covering apart exposing her massive globes and taut midriff to him. His eyes gazed at those mounds of soft looking flesh while she reached up to them and unfastened the black strap supporting them. He was mesmerized when she started to stroke her orbs while his tentacle pumped deeply into her neck. She smeared her spit all over her. Then I wondered whether they would see how shiny my inner thighs were if I raised my skirt a little. I planted my feet about a foot apart and stuck out my ass. I smiled hugely and wiggled it as I heard Johan call out, "Yeah! That's beautiful, baby!" My eyes closed and I felt my hands open, palms caressing my ass through my skirt as they slid down, down, down over the backs of my thighs. I bent over almost to ninety degrees and I wondered if they could see my pussy. As I arched my back and. I looked down at my friend, and bent down a little bit which made her move back scared. I Kissed her on her cheek which seemed to knock her for a loop as well. ‘Take care of yourself babe have a nice life.’ With that I turned on my heels. The sound of her sobs was ringing in my ears while I was going down the elevator. Why show endearment to her. Hello? Rule 22: don’t give them a reason to call you a bitch. Now she can’t pin nasty comments on me and cover up her shame with anger. Nope I showed.