He said you are a big boy. I unzipped my jacket and moved one of his hands to my bra, He said sorry; big girl. After a few strokes the cock I was hold...ng spurted its load. He then knelt down and unzipped the guy that was stroking me and squeezing my boobs. The first guy took the guy fondling me into his mouth and started to suck him. He lost interest in stroking me so I left them to enjoy their fun. I tucked myself back into my jeans, but did not zip up and left my coat unzipped. I walked. His heavy balls swinging under and hitting her swollen outer lips, his hands grabbing her arse cheeks tightly and pulling her on to his baseball bat.Her face is in my lap and I can feel the force at which her pussy is being pounded. The noise of flesh slapping on flesh and the shlopping noise of her soaked pussy adds to the scene of carnal lust. I lost count of the times she came while being blacked.Eventually Jean’s blood rises and he pulls out his mighty dick ready to shoot over her back. She. And fuck yes!" I told her, my arousal suddenly way off the charts as I now rolled, kneeling on the bed beside her, stroking my dick, rubbing it in fact against the front of her breasts, across them, feeling the soft material of her bra as I pressed the head of my dick against it, against her tits, then slapping my prick against her as well, all the while as she cupped them for me, urging me on with her sexy sounding accent, now punctuated with erotic words, thoughts and ideas as I found myself. This was too far. “What did you say?” I growled. She twisted her lips, seeming to block the words from exiting her mouth. “Julia, do you love her?” I hissed. Her lips trembled, and my heart began to sink. This was Passion all over again, only much, much worse. “No!” she finally shouted, “No, I don’t love her! I’m addicted to her!” Julia finally managed to push me off her, and she sat upright, slouched, and put her face in her arms. “It’s not love, Lucilla, not even close. It’s… it’s like she’s.