If I died right now, it would be with a smile. The man is a fabulous kisser and has extremely talented fingers. And all he’s done with them so far i... run them through my pubic hair. With the obstacle of my jeans and panties, he can’t move any further. Not that I’m complaining about what he’s doing to me, but I want more. Need more. As our kiss deepens, I hook my thumbs under the fabric and lower my clothing. Mike apparently notices because he helps me wiggle out of them after I reached behind. She said, "Bro', he fucked my ass three times last night and never took his cock out at all. I feel totally stretched out."I said, "We'll see. Leslie, come here. Jess, lay on your stomach and open your legs. We were all naked. Leslie, finger Jess's ass." Leslie pushed a finger into Jess's ass easily. I looked down at Leslie and mouthed, "Two." They went in easily, followed by three and then four. Jess was whining a little now. I lifted a hand and palmed my thumb and mouthed, "Push!"Leslie. Peacefully as he could, he strolled down the street carrying his ball in his sports bag. He wondered who else he might find when he got to the court; there were usually a few other people from his school shooting hoops on Saturday night. It was always more enjoyable when he had someone to play against. Recently, however, the court had been unoccupied more often for some reason. Possibly because Drago had too many kids intimidated.Of course, few people were as strongly on Drago's radar as. Despite the searing pain Michele resolvedshe would not cry. She panted and heaved as Knocker pounded his long,thick phallus in and out of her, brutally bruising her delicate anus."How do you like that, you fucking barrack room Betty," he grunted as hefucked Michele viciously.Michele gritted her teeth knowing he wouldn't last long and in act ofdefiance she pushed back against him and wriggled her buttocks."Is that all you've got?" she hissed through gritted teeth.That was enough to send Knocker.