It was like a three-ring circus - no, a six-ring circus and my body wasthe star attraction.The whole time the man with his groin in my face kept shovi...g his memberinto my mouth like he wanted the hood of his dick to go all the way downinto my stomach! He kept having orgasms and shot sperm inside my throat- I don't know how many times. I swallowed because his dick was alreadyhalfway down my throat. The man at my pussy was driving me crazy - hewas a pumping machine that somebody had put on the. He only watches as her hands trail down her shirt once, then twice as she bumps and grinds to the rhythm. She’s so well-trained now, she thinks to herself in quiet amazement. She knows exactly what he wants, and all she wants to do is give it to him. She feels her panties getting wet as she dances. She moves her hips in lazy circles as she parts the top of her blouse. The imaginary buttons come apart under her fingers, each time revealing a slightly larger expanse of skin beneath them. There. The vigour with which these two were drawn made Camorra suspect that this was an autobiographical scene, and a romantic one at that. Moving around the tree to intersect with the boy's eyeline, Camorra bent down, saying, "I couldn't help but notice you drawing here. It is always so good to see the young enjoying the arts - both practicing as much as appreciating." The boy, looked up, faintly startled, and said, "Ah yes, sir. I love to draw, and I am lucky in that my family have always encouraged. Her dark pink nipples were already erect and David licked his lips in anticipation. He gazed at her soft flat tummy and then at her groin, where there was the beginnings of a small, soft fuzz of pubic hair, glistening with water from the lake, golden in the sunlight. His cock was by now beginning to harden and he wondered whether he should make the first move. He looked up and saw that Caroline was gazing at him with a grin on her face. Enjoying the view? she asked. He grinned sheepishly..