“I'm not...” She drew in a deep breath, her large tits just grazing mine for a moment. “I'm not a wetback bitch!”“Now teach her a lesson!”...��Teach me a lesson?” shrieked Essence. “Ooh, I'm going to—”“There,” Vikki said, shoving a pair of panties into Essence's mouth. I had no idea where Vikki got them. Probably fell on the floor, discarded and forgotten. “Enough of listening to her bitchy mouth. I'll just watch you two... have fun.”“Oh, fuck,” Mollie groaned as I advanced on her rump while. In front she could feel his hardness against her belly. After all of his poetry and prose she knew what he wanted, and she knew that she wanted to.She stepped back for a moment, removed her bra and then knelt before him. Slowly and with some fanfare she opened his robe, revealing his throbbing desire.She eyed it and then looked up at him. His eyes were focused, burning hot.Never breaking her gaze she took him into her mouth, making his dick slick with her spit. It touched the back of her mouth. Ich wusste sofort, der landet gleich in meiner Fotze. Meine älterer Ficker zog sich auch einen Augenblick später zurück und ich trat an den jüngeren Typ heran. Ich blies erst mal einige Minuten leidenschaftlich den harten Prügel, und danach drang er tatsächlich fordernd in meine Fotze ein. Er fickte mich jetzt hart und schnell. Er knallte mich heftig, und es klatschte laut bei dem Stoß. Ich hörte ein lauter werdendes Stöhnen und streckte ihm instinktiv meine Kiste noch praller entgegen. Ja, er. I've been nibbling on my stockedsupply of carrots for too long. I need more! So, at least I thoughtI'd share some memories that I wrote last year (2016) for my tumblrpage. It's not long, but perhaps it will jolt me back into the free-spirited, fun-loving, and peppy gym bunny that I adore and wish todevelop within and without. Any words of encouragement would be greatlyappreciated. Like any good gym bunny, I thrive on positivity. :)(Note: the story line and characters might not make much.