The Grafenberg spot. Meanwhile, the pinkie was running along the inside of her lips, collecting nectar which it then transferred to the thumb, which w...s rubbing along the hitherto-untouched bundle of nerves at the top of her entrance. David had just a little more he wanted to try. He took his arm off Kayla’s neck for a minute to push his place to one side and show her a $50 bill, in addition to his half of the check. So the waitress could get an extra tip, in case she came back a little early. Again, Doug looked back over his shoulder to nod at Roger. As Roger withdrew his fingers from Doug’s hole, Doug drew his knees up a little, raising his arse. Hands shaking with excitement, Roger tugged Doug’s muscular buttocks apart with both hands, lowering himself over him until his knob was pressed against the other man’s hole. He pushed forward; his knob lodged firmly in the puckered concave of Doug’s arse, but as he applied more pressure, his knob suddenly slipped away from its target,. She was on a tense high, feeling every thrust, tension filling her body, wanting to cum. So badly. So... And suddenly, there it was, the brink, the edge, falling, falling into a void of completion that spun her in ecstasy. She groaned out a long sigh as the sharp orgasm welled up in her, only dimly conscious of the hard cock still pummeling her. She felt her twat contracting, then opening as the pulse of her pleasure seemed to fill her whole being. Nothing else mattered, just that incredible,. Normally Richelle wouldn't be seen dead with a boy from her own school, but he was making good money, and he did have a nice car. They were sitting in the car as they spoke, up at the local "make-out" point. Richelle had suggested going up there. For some reason, she'd been feeling really tense ever since her meeting with the school counsellor. She'd thought that a good necking session might calm her down.Instead, however, as soon as they had arrived, Greg had started to talk about whatever.