Her splooging member shot string after string up into Cleo's face and dark hair. The cum d****d itself over her cheeks and slid down onto her collarb...ne, joining the fresh shots that splashed there directly. Cleo's chin was connected to her tits by long, heavy white streamers of Jordan's cum. "Keep going, Jordan! Don't stop!" Jordan's sperm continued to erupt as Cleo fisted her balls relentlessly while continuing her own pummeling of Jordan's ass with her cock. Thick drops of Jordan's. I wanted to lick them. I wanted them in my mouth. Their fleshy softness was something I’d never known before and was dying to explore further, and yet she said it tickled whenever I tried kissing them. At nineteen years old, I thought she would be used to titty play, but she wasn’t. Instead, I had to content myself with my own imagination and the scent of her pheromones dancing wildly inside my head. I replayed the moment when she bucked and held still on my lips, then released her juices, at. About five foot seven, ten years younger than me, with medium length, dark brown hair and a curvaceous figure to make any man and most women drool. We were enjoying a day in town and had stopped for coffee, both of us in short summer dresses and Alison looking stunning with her 38C boobs so spectacularly on display. Only being 34B myself, the sight of her bountiful boobs made me feel rather inadequate, not to mention horny. Not that she had complained when she had enjoyed playing with mine the. Not a place to visit lightly.Tereisa and the others were just as messed up as we had feared. The only one of the bunch that even spoke English, and a spattering of Russian, was the ICE officer, Lieutenant Veronica (Ronnie) James. Lieutenant James had doctoral degrees in Psychology, Sociology, Anthropology, Linguistics, and Statistical Annalist. Though pretty, she just happened to match the Russian girl’s profile in looks, she was actively hated by her fellow ICE employees and the law.