Quickly losing interest with the tits he looked down to her panties, it was nothing special, no thong or something just normal, boring, white panties....John reached down and rubbed her clit through the soft fabric. ‘no, no, no, no, no, please stop it’ the girl was pleading with tears running down her face now. Reaching in his pocket, John took out a pair of scissors. Moments later the ruined pieces of panty fabric fell to the floor. John took a step back to take a good look, apparently she. #13. A 29yr old redhead , petite perfect body and face . Off her tits drunk when we met , no communication just kissing and a lot of erotic touching . She kept saying she is toot tired to bring me home but in the end was horny enough to give in . Lived on the 10th floor penthouse just behind the main station and was a United nations employee . Another extremely kinky lay .I have no idea if it was the place Pepper or running the 15 mins to closing game could work similarly at any other venue but. "How long did we book his time for?" asked Cindy, gently running her hand up and down my right arm sleeve."Oh, there's no set time, he came here to scout, and possibly shoot if things set up right," replied Henry, who seemed to enjoy the view as he started to grow a bulge in his pants, made all the more obvious when shifting in his seat."What do you think?" asked Cindy, turning to look at me. It was the first time I noticed how beautiful, and slightly red, her blue eyes were. I was taken aback. The three of them lay back on the king size bed, all manner of thoughts running through all of their minds. No-one knew for sure what happened, but they must have drifted off to sleep. About an hour later, Fiona awoke to the sensations of fingers kneading her nipples, each of the two men had their mouths firmly fixed on Fiona’s nipples and running their fingers down her belly to her very wet pussy. Mark’s fingers found Fiona’s pussy lips, they were very wet to his touch, he quickly found that.