It’s been awhile since I have had anything sexual related done to me, a side from my hand. I feel Amy starting to massage my balls with her free han.... Oh I can’t take it anymore.“Amy I’m going to cum” I warn her and I am get the reward of her jerking me off faster. It’s too much; my cock starts firing off my hot spunk. Three powerful blasts are shot into her mouth. She does the best she can to keep up but some cum dribbles out of her mouth. I watch as she pulls my cock from her mouth and uses a. Why fucking not? I go into the locker room and put my instrument in its case. Yeah, seriously, fuck this. I step out of the slot room and see Jenna. She is talking to her friend while taking her flute out. She sighs, and says, "I am not in the mood for practice today Amelia. I just want to relax, y'know?"I take a second to look at Amelia. Amelia plays the saxophone, and is really cute. It's too bad she's gay. She came from some little town no ones heard of, and of course likes pussy. Which is a. I would hear him moan and push back into me, his hand would wrap itself around my boob and he would squeeze it time and time again, I would be moving my hips forwards and backwards and desperately try to get his cock between my legs, then one morning he let it happen.His cock was so hard, he had trouble with it not going between my legs and I felt him push past my bum, up through my lips and then on out the other side until it was sticking out in front of me, he rode me like that, tweaking my. " Carol walked over to the bar and approached one of the waitresses. I could see her talking and nodding at the table. The waitress handed Carol a tray and smiled. Carol looked over at me and winked. She unsnapped a few of the buttons on her shirt and the top button of her jeans, creating a clear view of her lower tummy. As I said earlier, she looked fuckable. I felt a pleasurable tightness in my pants. Carol walked over to their table and bent down so her shirt gaped and her ass stuck out. I.