As he shoved his fingers between my wet pussy lips, I could feel the heat from my body grow intensely. I was glancing to make sure Victor and our frie...ds were still watching us and I started to fondle his crotch, feeling his hardness pressed up against me.I pressed my hips closer and began to dance erotically for him. I could feel his crotch growing harder and harder.The black guy finally grabbed my hand and pulled me off the dance floor and to the exit. He dragged me across the parking lot. And Emma has made us abstain from any sexual contact all day, because she wants to be ready to burst when she goes out. I love watching her get ready. She's put a centre parting in her luscious long blonde hair, which she's teased and tousled to get that wavy just-fucked look. She's wearing now-familiar thick fake lashes and heavy, dark eye make-up; and a dusky pink lipstick.And sitting naked at her dressing table, changing her nipple bars for shining silver rings, she looks like a. I let it vibrate on my tits, slowly making the nipples erect; I squeeze on them, a sudden release of pain. I slowly fondle it around my pussy, slowly making it red and swollen until I can't hold my orgasm. I just cum, screaming his name, "Oh Charlie! You're so fucking hot!" I do this again and again. I often manage to cum three times using Mr. Magic, each time just as exhilarating and hot as the last. My body is just urging for him, his cock in me. His semen all over me. I can only daydream of. "I'm throwing you out, with nothing, you're to be a whore, whore's can't afford shoes, you're going to be a barefoot whore so get used to it." I railed, "I'm cutting you off without a bean do you understand?" Yes, anything, but allow me to dress," she protested, as she stood nakedly pleading, her golden hair cascading to her pale pink shoulders and her free arm trying inadequately to cover her breasts and her sex."No, let everyone see you," I snapped as I pushed her up the cinder path towards.