+++++++++++++++++Max sat down at the laptop in his motel room. He quickly logged on andsent an e-mail to his contact."I have the merchandize. Where ...o I deliver it?"As soon as the note was sent Max logged off the computer and got readyfor bed, trying not to look at the bag with the mask sitting on the tableto one side. Max turned off the lights and climbed into bed. He triedto forget about the events of the evening but couldn't shake the memoryof laying underneath Will as he thrust into. "I like it like this." It's not a problem for us either," Alanna growled giddily, pulling harder at the box. "Just give it!" No!" I shouted. "You'll tear it." So what? Laura, help!"Soon both girls were attempting to take the pizza box away from me. In the grappling confusion, the box went flying across the room. However, both girls kept wrestling with me, laughing hysterically. Their inhibitions were as forgotten as the onscreen interracial penetrations as I was buried under a flurry of. Kristen's not a possibility," I said, smiling broader now. "Her parents, on the other hand..." Ooh," Patty said. "Her parents would help out in a second!" Cool!" Sherry said.The subject changed, and the two girls were talking about something or other while my mind was working logistics.I entered the school's front office, having gotten an office pass from the substitute teacher in English class.I smiled at the receptionist. "Is Mr. Yank available?" Mr. Crittenhouse," the receptionist recognized. The vibrations from Elise’s gagging and the way her throat contracts around my cock pushes me over the edge and with a loud guttural growl I cum deep in her throat spraying stream after stream of my cum straight down her throat.“I think that was the best sex I've ever had.” Elise says a few minutes later as she lies naked on the sofa with her head resting on my lap.“That was pretty fucking amazing.” I tell her gently brushing a stray lock of hair out of her face as I watch her smile up at.