"Well, we gotta take off, practice this afternoon." K, see ya later. Call me." You know it!"Then the fading sound of footsteps on the stairs, the sla...ming of the front door, and they were gone. Man, I just had to bust a nut. I resumed jacking at a frantic pace. Yeah, so close, I know I'm gonna shoot a huge load, almost there. . .My bedroom door swung open. Karen stood in the doorway, naked, her large nipples rock hard, a slight sheen of perspiration glistening all over her body and a. As I sat in the shotgun seat, Heather took a deep breath and eyed me with a mixture of mirth and relief in her eyes.“Let’s pretend that never happened,” she said.“Okay.”Heather shifted into gear and drove in silence for a few minutes, before pulling into an empty beach lot further out of town. The sunlight was almost fully gone now. She eased the car into the furthest spot. As soon as she turned the engine off, she opened her door.“Don’t move,” she said seriously.My hand let go of the handle. "There is but this one room in my home," Madame Suzcha said gesturing about with her arm. "Lock the door if you wish. I am an old woman, far too weak to overpower you. And with no way to safely get rid of your bodies should I choose to kill you."The two men looked at Madame Suzcha. She was perhaps five foot tall, half a foot shorter than van Zandt. Her face was thin, her voice old and frail sounding. What could be seen of her fingers from the sleeves of her long blue-green robe -- van. I still had my shirt on, but nothing else. You also had just your top, which was pushed up exposing your tits and very hard nipples. As I was laying back on the chair, my bare feet were in the sand, my hards were reaching upwards for your breasts. You reached down with your hand to the point where our bodies met and took my cock in your grasp and guided it to your dripping pussy. You then rubbed the head along the slippery lips, back and forth, up and down, lingering on your clit. You then slid.