"CUT IT OUT!" She had constantly been battling Bill's advances. There was honestly a part of her that noticed how Bill had changed physically, as if h...r friends didn't talk about it all the time, but she hated him, and he was her boyfriend's friend after all. Luckily, the rest of their group of friends came around the corner. Her boyfriend was shouting and hollering back at the guys who had pushed him. She told them all to calm down, and was able to bring the four guys back to the car.She had. Except, I really wanted to know more about what happened inside.None of my business.Swipe, swipe, swipe.I watched all those normal people go in, and happy people come out. I realized I wanted what they were getting. I wanted it from Jean-Luc.The next time I wouldn't freeze up.I got a little better with the computers, and with a little finagling, I was able to bring up both Jean-Luc's and Evan's records. I couldn't get any personal information about them but I was able to find out when they. She was like a safety valve for my cock ( lund ) while the girls had no safety net and would continued to vibrate with multiple orgasms without being able to get a lund in their pussies. This was a like a dream coming true. We called in both the girls and explained what I planned to do. Both agreed with a big yes without realizing what they were getting into.So I started my normal routine love making with faiza. French kissing: 30 minutes, sucking of tits: 30 minutes, sucking of pussy and. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. I hiss in pain as his hard hand reins spank after spank on my ass. Though I squirm, the smacks keep coming; each time driving my engorged clit further into his lap.“OWW!” I yell out after about the twenty-fifth slap and wiggle away from his hand. He stops abruptly, gently rubbing his hands on my reddened bum. I sigh in relief, relishing in the sensual touch, my body relaxing into his until I feel him toying with the waistband of my panties.“No. Please no, sir.” I.