I spit on your pussy and then I put the 4 fingers back in and its tighter then it was a second ago! Now I slide my thumb in your pussy and force it in...You ! I get it to my knuckles again and Im pushing and its to tight and wont go! I spit on your pussy again and Im working my hand back in forth in your pussy fucking you with my hand and your in sure pleasure!! I push again an this time it goes in to my wrist! Now Im fist fucking you and slaping your clit with my other hand ! Your screaming Fuck. I was invited back to her place for dessert, we both got into separate cars and I followed her to her house, which was not far from the restaurant. We went into the house, she offered me wine and we continued to talk. She told me at one point that she was getting uncomfortable if she slips into something more comfortable. I couldn’t think of anything wrong with it, thinking she was going to put on some shorts or pajama pants, to get out of that tight black skirt she had been in all evening. I. They were complete. Almost…. — They were on their way to a concert at the school. Geoff was not much for formal affairs, but this one was different. The local symphony was performing at the college’s auditorium, and prominent on the program was Pachelbel’s ‘Canon in D.’ ‘Thank you for getting the tickets, Geoff,’ said Amy, watching him from the left front seat as he drove. ‘Wouldn’t miss it,’ he said. ‘Fact is, I called in a favor to get the Canon on the program.’ She blinked. ‘Really?’ . And you, too, Meg. Good to see you again!" Hey!" came a yell from the living room, "How about us?" To Adie's further horror, another two people came into the bedroom. The woman was tall and well proportioned, with magnificent breasts, pearl white and barely concealed in a low-cut blouse. She was rubbing the front of a boy's pants, the bulge she had caused obvious to the world. The boy was grinning madly, his tongue licking his dry, trembling lips, and he was the obvious mate to the pubertal.