I lick my lips. She tastes the sweet pre-cum oozing from him. My mouth waters as she runs her tongues along his shaft. I see her batting her eyelashes...at him as she puts his whole cock in her mouth. He flexes his muscles in response. I rub a little harder. They cut to her bald pussy, slick, with carefully placed lube. I lick my fingers in anticipation. I love the taste of my pussy. He presses the head of his cock on her clit and teases. My clit swells. He grips the base of his giant cock as he. Being the senior partner on our shift he was effectively my boss.For the first few evenings of our partnership, Kev was out of sorts with a rather bad head cold and interaction was minimal. After a few days, however, his health improved and he became a lot more animated and engaging. Scummy as he was, Kev was actually quite good-looking in the roughest possible way. Although personal hygiene was not part of his daily regime, working the graveyard shift negated that priority, as it was only ever. They turned and faced him. Then, in perfect synchronization, they ran their hands up and down their bodies while doing very exaggerated pelvic thrusts. With each pelvic thrust, they would do a little jump-hop that moved their feet further and further apart. After a few minutes, their feet were wide apart and their cunts were gaping widely as they thrust themselves forward. It took a great deal of skill and strength to remain on their feet as they leaned back, still thrusting, until they were. “I now we have had a lot of fun this evening.” Tiffany squealed in her little-girl voice and her pink friends giggled along. “But now it's time for the ultimate fun event of this evening!” 'If she's saying we're playing spin the bottle I'm out of here!' Jane thought to herself and sipped on the glass of coke she had held onto the entire evening. She hadn't dared drink alcohol in this pink hell hole. Tiffany pulled a large black leather book out from underneath the pillow she was sitting on and.