”“Oh, yes, Tony, please! I want to feel your hot cum in me. Cum for me, my love.”I can see his massive back arch as he pounds her pussy even har...er. I can tell that he has cum from Irene’s reaction.“God, that’s so good. It feels as if you are flooding my insides with your hot sperm. Oh, shit... Tony, I'm cumming again. Yes, my love I am yours.”I hear her words. She is calling him her love. Her pussy is overflowing with his cum, which is leaking out despite her being completely plugged by his. "Well, I'm on my way."She left her house and walked down the residential street, planning her route as she walked along. Aunt Clara first, she thought, then the Simmons', then cross the street and down to Mrs. Wallace, and then, last of all, on my way back, Uncle Dick.Jane was a typical girl scout, in that she was an adolescent, fourteen years old, full of vim and curiosity, and a virgin. She was well-developed for her age; the girl scout outfit she wore fit snugly around her pubescent body,. Why wouldn’t I keep doing everything Lucy needed me to? “Good Babe. Do you know what it means for a girl to squirt?”“N...no...what’s that?”“Squirting is something girls do when they’re happy. You’ve been doing it an awful lot, which means you must be a happy girl. Feel your pussy, Babe!”Lucy guided my hand down to my crotch, resting it on the slick surface. Just my fingers gracing the surface sent a wave through my body, a shake. It felt so good! And wet! Looking down, I saw just how wet the. We hung out a lot on that scene. I used to go to some pretty crazy after hours parties, both with him and without him. That wasn’t really anything out of the norm. And I guess I can get a little crazy when I’m high. I mean, doesn’t everyone?” The dark haired girl chortled again. “Maybe you’re in the wrong kind of rehab, hon.” “Brooklyn, that’s enough!” Dr Clark snapped. “Or you’ll be excused for the day and you can spend it in your room doing a self-help assignment.” The girl glared at Dr Clark.