“Shit, Becky got wasted last time, do you remember?” “Guys, I don’t usually do tequila,” “Isn’t that where you and Rob first hooked up?�...� The chorus of rapid girl-talk filled Nikki’s ears to the point her brain turned it off, switching over to humming some Katy Perry song in her head until. “Hey Nikki, why don’t you ever come?” it was Layla who asked. Nikki remained silent for a period, too long in fact, that the other girls now all seemed to zero in on her. “I mean, you don’t ever hang out with. . you don't know how long I've been waiting for something like this to happen to me!" I can guess. God, you're real hot and wet down there, Jackie."She felt him moving his hands around his cunt-sinking cock, caressing her pussy-walls, rubbing his hands over her clit, making her feel as if she were going to die. Long strings of drool leaked from the corners of her mouth as she crouched there in the stall, bucking back against his fucking prick. She liked this kind of insanity - this kind of. I went home early on Sunday afternoon, deliberately hoping to catch Nick and Rosalie in bed together.What's the matter with you, Charlene? Can't you let Nick get his rocks off in peace?No, damn it, I couldn't. Not only was his cock bigger than his father's, it was also larger than the piece of meat dangling between the legs of my new lover. Not too much, though. And I wanted to see it in action.I entered the house quietly; not on tiptoe, necessarily, but not wanting to make any noise either. To. “Oh baby,” Daddy moaned. I did it again, and once more he moaned. I bent further over, and pulled my thong’s string to the side, so that Daddy could get a good view of my now dripping pussy and tight little arse. “Mmmm baby,” Daddy moaned, stroking his cock faster now. I looked at him through my legs and winked, “love you Daddy.” “I love you so much,” he panted. I straightened myself up and turned back around. “Daddy,” I commanded, “I want you to do exactly what I tell you to do.” I stared him.