My dress has a zipper at the front and I suddenly feel a second pair of hands from behind me, touching my breasts and then I feel how the zipper is be...ng pulled down slowly. I want to turn around, but I feel Marcus’ familiar mouth brushing and attacking my slightly parted lips. This arouses me even more and I kiss him back hungrily, letting my mind and body go with the flow, as I feel my own juices beginning to flow. The second pair of hands roams all over my body, pulling my dress open to. Remembered only then who that statue was.Her vision clarified.Lines dug into the milky blob before her. It became taller and taller. Features popped into a face. Christopher’s face. Celeste looked into his eyes and felt a little sorry for Allyssa’s former lap dog. But not that sorry. She slowed her pace, pulling her new dick out of that hot, snug pussy until just the tip was in, then slammed home. Again, and again.Your turn, lad.“Fuck, fuck…”Smiling, Celeste leaned over Alyssa’s neck. It was 9pm and Rob suggested that I unpack he vounteered to help, he kept rubbing against my behind which gave me goose bumps, he asked If I was to check out his house, we went to the basement and he had boxes and boxes of magazines, he asked if I would help organize them, he had body building ones, fetish ones, so I asked him if he had any playboy's he said "Sorry sport i'm not into that". Then I pulled down a box and a gay magazine fell out my eyes bugged out he told me they were from his. Her eyes continued to flash back and forth to my crotch. This is nice I said to myself. Before now, I had never noticed how smoking hot she was. And those tits just stood there so perky, with hard nipples pointing at me. Her perfume filled the tiny space with floral delight. "Veronica, what is that perfume? It smells wonderful on you. I love a good smelling woman." I winked. "Howdy, are you flirting with me?" "Uh, no. Uh uh uh, I mean, that's not a bad thing if I was is it? But no, of course.