I...drank a lot of wine with dinner.Another brief hitch. "Go on." After dinner, Jamal invited me up to his room for a drink. He had this nice bottle o... Carménère."Sean thrusts into me a little harder, slapping against my ass."I..." I stopped there. The moment of truth."What? What did you do." I was a little tipsy...No, I was a little drunk, and..." And what? What?" Sean is thrust all of the way into me. I can feel him pulsing again. His testicles are tight up against my pussy. He's right on the. But this time, his first cum only paved the way for more fondling, and soon, he was spraying a second, and even a third time before his animal needs were finally satiated. After he was finished, he lay on the bed thinking, "If this is anything like what ladies experience, it's no wonder they like having their tits stroked."James looked at the clock. He had spent almost a half hour playing with himself. He then looked at his tits (the phrase "his tits" still shocking him). Were they bigger. She faced me and slowly unbuttoned the top and let the skirt drop to the floor. Looking straight into my camera she asked me if I would like her to take the blouse off. What do you think? I could’nt believe my fucking luck. Slowly she unbuttoned the blouse which she discarded and I was filming this stunner of a mature in front of me in her bra, pants and stockings. She turned around a few times, faced me, placed her thumbs inside the hips of her panties and ever so slowly dropped them to the. He began to place his hands on top of the soft rolling mounds. “NO!” screamed Becky. Twisting, she tried to throw his hands off. This motion only caused her shirt to ride up exposing her waist. Jim clenched his fists, jerking vainly against the unyielding ropes. “Man will you look at that, She really wants you,” joked Tito.“JIM, PLEASE HELP ME,” she cried “Stop, Please, please no.” “What ya say boss?” asked Andy, his voice cracking with lust. “We do have a lot of time to kill,” Chuck mumbled.