>SKISH-SKISH-SKISH< was the rhythmic beat as she leaned back on her elbows, rolled her head as far back as it would go and let out a deep, low groan. ... “Ooooohhhh, yyyyyeeeaahhhhhhhh,” she growled to the ceiling, “fuck that pussy!” I couldn’t stand it any longer – the sight of her widely spread legs, the wetness of her pussy, her guttural noises. I had to stuff my throbbing cock in there at that moment. I yanked my soaking wet hand out of her, grabbed my cock and moved to put it in. . Most people in school calledhim ?The Robman?. Tristan was almost the exactopposite being almost a foot taller than Dan, a bodybuilding aficionado thatworks out in the gym eight times a week. That?s once a day from Sunday toFriday, and twice on Saturday. Character-wise, he was rash and impatient, butalso fiercely loyal to his friends. It was 11.20pm, on his watch. Most folks wereasleep in this upper class area, when Dan slowly drove Tristan?s van into theresidential neighborhood, with Rob and. ”Aunt Becky did something with her fingers and tongues that caused Polly’s entire body to tense. She could feel stuff pouring out of her body as she bucked and jerked her hips. Aunt Becky clamped her lips over Polly’s gushing peach and sucked the juicy demons into her mouth. Polly wanted to scream but they came out as muffled moans since Uncle Bill was still in her mouth. Polly’s body was still shaking when she felt Uncle Bill swell between her lips. He roared out loud just before a warm creamy. It surged down my cock and into my balls. Debbie’s soft hand must have felt it because she squeezed harder and said out loud,“Pan the camera Jenny, HE’S CUMING!”I was gone. Debbie was squeezing my balls really hard but it felt great as I watch my first squirt of cum explode out of my pisshole. My cockhead had swollen up even more as three more squirts followed the first onto my chest and stomach. Both girls were moaning softly and I felt their young bodies twitching against mine in their own.