Denise was starting to get annoyed she was absolutely freezing. Sam pulled the keys out of his pocket and gazed at her he took her in his arms and kis...ed her deeply on the mouth. Denise felt warmth come from within and she began to shiver, only not with the cold. She felt his hand caressing the small of the back and her backside. Sam lifted her knee length skirt and ran his hand on the inside of the thigh. Denise let a small gasp escape her mouth. Sam quickly inserted a finger in to her warm. He rubbed it up and down against me and then I could feel the head begin to push into me opening me up. Thank god he knew what he was doing. He slowly inched his huge cock into me. I closed my eyes as he worked his cockhead into my cunt. He yelled at me to look at him. I opened my eyes and we looked at each other as Mitch pushed slowly deeper and deeper inside of me."You've got a fucking tight cunt, babygirl," he said. "Fucking tightest twat I've had in a long time. But I am going to. She continued her long, solitary walk home along the secluded sidewalk in the turbulent thunderstorm. Her hair was plastered to her forehead making visibility a major issue; she stumbled a few times and once fell into a mud puddle. Her now messy clothes were practically glued to her skin, exposing her perky nipples along with the contours of her body, but making it difficult to maintain a steady pace. Her purse was full to the brim with water, drowning all her belongings, despite being. ‘I live here,’ she said in a teasing voice. ‘Remember?’ She chuckled as she watched him try to cover his pulsing cock. ‘My, my. No need to be so modest. You have nothing to hide.’ ‘What do you mean, I have nothing to hide?’ Andy asked boldly. ‘I think I have quite a bit to hide.’ Dianne continued toward her room, swatting him playfully on the ass as she passed him. ‘Men! They’re all alike. They all think theirs is the best.’ She paused, raised her eyebrows, and decided to try certain words.