The show lasted barely a few minutes when she suddenly regained her composure, smiled at me, pulled her leg back into the car, adjusted her dress, shu... the door and started the car…slam….i came back to my senses as well-my head was reeling with all the visuals of the last hour….this was too much for me-a heady mixture that knocked me out….the only thing which kept working was my cock which was throbbing within my pants to the extent of being painful…I watched the car slowly roll out of the. "My husband could return at anytime," she mumbled, her body aflame and her mind numb."We already see a change in concerns, don't we?" sneered Thakur, continuing his teasing rocking. Sheila had felt the broad cock struggle to slide in the narrow channel between her legs. The cock had firmly prodded her entrance a dozen times. He needed that action on himself to make his erection absolutely full. He also needed to grind pleasure out of her -- or the willingness to receive pleasure. Both. As I reveled in those memories, my hands were sliding across my breasts. The warm soapy water made my skin very soft and very sensitive. I thought about one time in LA when we picked up a guy and spent the next several hours fucking in my hotel room. As I rode the guy's cock, Robert made me suck his. Both of them played with my breasts and brought me to an earth-shattering orgasm. My hands pinched and pulled my nipples making them hard and I gasped at my own ministrations.Another time in LA,. “Now your eighteen and graduated. I can do whatever I want to you.”“Yes you can!” I whimpered.“Go, Danielle, go!” whooped my supporters. “Ride Bethany faster, Ms. Carter!” “Ooh, Leah, fuck Hannah's cunt hard! Churn her up!” “Make Danielle cum with those big boobies, Mrs. Baker!” “I'm so wet! I want to go next, Leah! Fuck me next!” “Bethany! Bethany! Bethany!” “Cum, Danielle!”I was getting closer. Then Mrs. Baker's tongue danced around the crown of my cock again. I groaned as her tits slid up,.