After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge...in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to. This is about a user here on Xhamster who made an account a long time ago and largely ignored it. That is until an online friend of hers asked her to help get an exposer to stop posting his wife's pictures. He had shared them with some men online and one thing led to another, but that's a different story. Upon communicating with the exposer he looked her up on various online platforms she was on, including Pornhub, Twitter, Kast and one profile that was very much not for porn. She had made a. She laid back on her elbows head slung back , she always loved my tongue and how i played delicate tunes on her pussy, gasping again as yet another orgasm crashed through her body, her pelvis rising to my tongue's touch, the moment was electric again i could hear Louise's moans from Peter sucking her eager pussy aware that we had an audience it just hightened the moment, Phillippa laid out her hand to the guys that were sat close by, one of them moved over to her hand and guided his cock to. She playfully complained about how her thighs were still sore from the intensity of our passionate sex in the tent the night before. I teased her about it being her own fault for riding me so hard, and she laughed and glanced into my eyes with a smirk and said "Oh, was I too hard on you? I didn't hear any complaints last night!" I just grinned back at her and my cock began to stir as I recalled her uninhibited enthusiasm as we completely engulfed ourselves in each others lust under a full.