Debbie was wearing a long blue skirt and white blouse. The skirt was buttoned up the side, and the last foot or so at the base of the skirt was sittin... open. He looked at her legs while she worked, and then moved his gaze to the slit in her skirt. He could just catch a glimpse of the light blue lace of her petticoat which he had requested when they were fucking the night before. As he watched, and as his cock became harder, Debbie reached under the desk and unbuttoned the next clasp on her soft. You tell me not to worry, and that when I am ready to pull out and take a step back. I’m not sure what that means, but I tell you I will.I stand up and grab my cock, rubbing the head of it over the rim of your ass for a few seconds. As it starts to penetrate you, we moan together, as if rehearsed. Seeing how wet you are almost has me cumming already, but I manage not to. The heat and tightness of your ass, along with the stream of lubrication flowing from your pussy, grip my mind and I know I. I stroked it slowly with one hand while the other squeezed and pulled at my ballsack. Walter would shift his gaze from my groin upwards and we would make eye-contact - smiling at each other. "What about you?" I asked. He didn't have to be asked twice as he lifted his butt from off the couch and swiftly pulled down his boxers and handed them to me. I did as he did and took a quick sniff - they were clean but with a faint man-smell to them. We watched each other as we both jacked off. Walter was. All the while, her flesh quivered and trembled, sending signals of electricity from her brain to her core. “Uhh! Ahh! Unnn!” she groaned, biting down on her lower lip. Her body froze for a second, then she suddenly threw her head back and screamed, “AHHH-UUHH!”“Mmm,” Ceremant grumbled hungrily as he sucked on her snatch, drinking in the wetness that poured forth from the heroine. He breathed huskily as he clenched her ass, painting her dripping petals with his tongue. Once again, Shard’s.