"What!" said both Michelle and me."Yeah, why not?" said Brian with a laugh.After I had refused a few times, I finally agreed. Michelle was tall and sl...nder, not really my type at all but I really did need a partner. I picked her up and she was dressed to the nines, long evening dress with a strapless top. The evening went well but at midnight the band stopped playing so we collected our coats and set off home."It's a lovely night and I don't want to go home yet," sighed Michelle. "Lets stop at. ” He said, his hand moved to my neck. I pulled back a little and let out a small whimper. I felt like maybe I was making a mistake. I hadn’t done anything wrong yet, so, I could leave now and it would be ok.“Sorry… I thought” He began, but he didn’t get to finish the sentence because I decided to just go with it. I was extremely horny and there was something in his eyes. I went in for the kiss but I was moving too fast and our faces sort of crashed together and it was very awkward.“Sorry.. “ I. He leads me to the bedroom and my heart is pounding and my pussy is tingling. He kisses me passionately, next to the bed, as he slips my nightie off my shoulders and lets it drop to the floor. While he's nibbling my neck and caressing me I strip him of his clothes. Once we are both naked he lays me down and we immediately settle into a sixty nine with him on top. I suck him deep as his mouth hooks onto my pussy. He feasts on my pussy and I can't concentrate sucking on him as he licks me. He. “Right now though you just rub it. Make it do a squirt on your face.”Lotte had grappled with the phenomenally large penis, rubbing it up and down and aiming it at her face. The old black man had looked down at her, giving her the occasional slap around her head, to remind her to be good. Lotte had rubbed and rubbed – and then a jet of spunk splattered into her face, Kiffi giving a high-pitched moan and grabbing her blonde hair.“Good cow,” he had said. “Good cow.”Then, upon his instructions,.