I didn't want to cum right there, it would be a mess to clean up . Then all of a sudden Keith started to lift his hips off the bed. He was gonna ...um! He sank that thing all the way down on his shaft. He was groaning and moaning, and grabbed the toy with both hands and let out a yell. His body stiffened, he was unloading into the pussy. From my point of view he must have squirted about 5 or 6 times before he pulled it off his cock, and he shot a few more streems of sperm into the air as he. So, he started texting me regularly and was asking for my nudes.I used to send him pics of my dick, asshole, and my ass. He used to reply with pics of his aunt, dick and his cum. I didn’t want those but still, he used to send me. I used to reply in a romantic way to keep in touch. He told, “My aunt is free for the next two weeks and we can have some fun.”I informed him we can have sex on the next Saturday. I started imagining fucking his aunt in every hole, romping her and make her scream. Make. It was the rest of Jean's new costume that caused butterflies in her stomach and a flush of excitement through her veins.A strapless green strip of material, slightly wider than a belt, wrapped around her upper chest, barely covering her prodigious breasts. Further, a wide Phoenix emblem was cut out of the top, ranging from just outside the areola of one breast to the other, exposing a truly indecent amount of cleavage. Only two thin strings connected the garment at the top and bottom of the. ‘Are you okay?’ he asked. He was large, his touch warm, his scent a smoky spice, his voice deep, resonant. He towered above her, his bright red hair arcing upward., his face neck hands were covered with a sea of freckles. She laughed to herself at having discovered the source of his chat name. For a moment she wondered how it would feel to lie in those ginger arms, maybe counting all those freckles. It could take a lifetime to count them all. Thinking that, made her wonder if they covered his.