. . oh god it’s so good.” He was beginning to lose it. Miss Travatore realized he would shoot all his cum all over her if she didn’t do somethin... about it, and she didn’t have a change of clothes. She had never liked the taste of cum, so she quickly hiked her skirt up to her hips, spread her legs wrapping them around the boys ass and pulling him to her. She pulled her panties to the side and slapped his hands out of the way. His cock was throbbing. He was on the verge of shooting again. He was. He was not visible and my top was still on so we thought that no one would be able to see us, I watched as people walked by, some looked up, some didn't but even those that did surely suspected very little . . . I then told him to get behind me and fuck me, he climbed up and thrusted himself into me . . . he fucked me hard, we were both very turned on and as we began to get into it I noticed a group of youngish lads (some black, some white) at the house next to that which lies directly. She hugged her legs as she sat there with her head staring up into the wall. The shine in her eyes has dimmed into sunken orbs, delicate lips parted softly to prove her breathing. But in whole, she was barren of sign of life. She just lay there like a puppet that has lost its strings. She was always like this when she takes her medicine. It was supposed to calm her down but in effect, she is no better than a mannequin that awaits her rot. Gone were the days when she still has the courage to. Part 2, I learn how to please with my hands and mouth. I kissed granddad goodnight and went over to frank, come here my little trophy girl, with this he picked me up into his arms and I wrapped my legs around his body. He cupped one hand under my bum placing his middle finger along my wet slit and started carrying me to his room. All of granddads special friends got a room on the second floor in the west wing of the large house/guest house the center of the house had the main stairs and lift,.