"Oh Stevie, ohhhhh, ahhhawwhhh, aaaahhhhh I'm going to hit...I'm going to cum...oh baby fill me with your cum," she panted as I collapsed over her bac..., spurting squirt after squirt of hot, creamy cum into her wet, tight pussy. I lay on her for a minute, enjoying the feeling of her pussy milking the last drops of cum from my rapidly deflating dick and catching our breath after a fast and furious fuck."Wow, that was great," Susie said, smiling up at me. She rolled over onto her side, leaning on. Kate gripped his hair hard as she moaned loudly. Joey smiled and rubbed his fingers over her nipples. He ran his tongue up and down over her clit, flicking it with the tip, then made circles with it. Joey then moved his tongue lower, licking her opening, tasting her sweetness. Kate started to grind her hips against Joeys face, pulling him closer into her, as his tongue worked over her. ‘Mmm. God baby you always taste so good. Sweet as honey…honey.’ he said up to her. His hands moved back down. Ghost stories naturally accrete around odd people, especially when they're told by kids at family gatherings, where the creepy old guy from that mansion up north paces about, speaking to no one, and generally behaving strangely.It's been a long time since you heard any of those stories. You're George Smith, 35, an architect by training but not necessarily by employment, since your own inheritance has kept you more or less free to live modestly and unambitiously. Inheriting this house has given. Laura rolled on to her front and writhed in pleasure as Brad ran kisses down her naked back and buried his face once more into her shorts. Goosebumps covered her arms as she felt him breath slowly, inhaling her scent.Brad squeezed his fingers into her back pocket but decided to leave the key in place. He loved how Laura used her power over him and he had no desire to be released. Seconds later and the key again disappeared again as Laura rolled on to her back, popping the buttons on her shorts..