Lexi wasn’t exactly quiet about it. It was clear the moment her apex was building within her, with the signals ranging from her higher and higher-pi...ched ‘oh’s to the frantic way she grabbed my hair and forced my head down. It was so cute, so precious, so very Lexi. Her moans got desperate and whiny, her hips grinding her labia against my mouth, her entire body shivering, until in one moment, she froze, barely moving apart from some spare shivering. Then, at once, she relaxed, a satisfied groan. Some good massage parlours too.The old sandstone house was in a plush area of the new town, and after walking past a couple of times, I plucked up the courage to ring the buzzer. The smooth voice answered, and the heavy black wooden door clicked open letting me into the hallway, then upstairs. Richard was a well-rounded, Buddha-like figure, certainly no Achilles, clean shaven, smiling, friendly, middle aged, and I breathed a sigh of relief as I went in to the lounge, that the public schooling. I go over to the closet and take out a pair of white surgeon gloves. I put them on. Stacey looks at me with fear as I pour a lubricant on the tip of my fingers. "I'm afraid you're not going to enjoy it as much as I'm going to enjoyit" I tell her. She looks terrified. The expression on her face is priceless. Her eyes areopen wide with fear, her cheeks, a shade of pink. "IIHMHMMMM!!!!IIHHHHMMM!!" she sobs as I sit next to her on thebed. I hold her waist as she keeps struggling.. I bring my hand further up the leg and try to stop his thrusting.Carl bolts upright and looks at me. But his eyes don’t see me, they see through me. Carl smiles like someone possessed and peels off his cum-covered shirt. There, I can see perfectly, are two recently pierced nipples. They’re still puffy and sore from the procedure.I jump away from Carl like he’s a hot stove. Carl keeps his insane grin locked onto me and starts to flick his pierced and wounded nipples. He moans again, getting.