Her friend was either wearing a thong or going commando. Stacey wasn't the only one to notice Ursula’s apparent lack of panties. As Ursula turned wi...h her tray, smiling at them, Mister Coffee server gave that big booty the twice over and elbowed his friend. The two of them ogled her the whole way back and Ursula’s sexy smile, even white teeth between full tangerine lips, said she knew they were watching. She bumped and swayed slowly, the tray balanced easily in her lithe manicured hands, and. The flow of it coated her hot skin in places that were often left untouched. Summer’s view of Krista’s perfect pussy was more than she imagined. Again, she thought how proportional Krista’s slit was to her breasts and how dainty it looked, but in all form, it was still a perfectly functioning pussy. Summer watched as the hot fluid leaked out of Krista’s pussy and coat her skin. On impulse, Summer took her finger and glided it down the contour of Krista’s pussy. She felt the stickiness of. She returned his look and they stayed there for a moment. He stood up, keeping their eyes locked, she stood too. He moved in closer, her breathing quickened. He walked forward, she walked back two, three steps until she felt the wall. He put his hands up on either side and leaned in close. They could feel each other’s breath on their lips. Ever closer he moved in, kissing her hungrily and deeply. Their tongues dancing around, she was tingling. She grabbed him pulling him, wanting him. I was not the least bit surprised when all five bullets hit the target; I would have been surprised if one had not clanked off the bullseye.The man was a good loser: he walked over to me and asked to shake my hand! I was pleased to do it. He then asked if he could try. Jake thought fast and said that he could, but the rules would change. There would be no charge for the bullets he fired, but he would pay us one dollar for every miss and we would pay him one dollar for every hit. He thought for.