Uska haath seedhe mere khade lund par gira. Aur jeans par woh usse rub kar rahi. Aur mera haath uski gaand ko daba raha thaa …..“Ohh fucckkk, i am...so wet. Shit” aish moan karne lagi ab. Mera ek haath uski ass crack mein, aur doosra uske boobs pe tha. Aur woh ab bohot moan karne lagi. Maine ab use ek wall par pin kar diya, aur uske boobs choosne laga.“AAAhhh, oohh, yes yes, chooso” kehkar mera sir apne boobs par press karne lagi.Aur mera doorse haath ab, uski chut par tha. Woh itni wet thi ki. Then suddenly it happened, and it was still so differentthan anything Bernard imagined, very different from the male orgasm hewas used to. The cramping rose until his pussy tensed, and Bernardcould feel his fingers seized in a wet, velvet grip. The pleasure wasincredibly intense, and Bernard had to apply every ounce of hiswillpower to stop himself from screaming! Instead of a spurting cum,his pussy started to quiver, throbbing and kneading his fingers whilewaves of pleasure washed over his. ..But why would they charge her? All of us get drunk every weekend of our lives, and weve never been charged...Shes right ... thats totally untrue...Whatever...So apparently Oscars came out with this new drink...Everyone was already on to the days other gossip, leaving her to eat her lunch in peace.Ready to watch and laugh? Nicky grinned. She picked up her bowl of by-now-cold New England clam chowder soup.You wouldnt dare ... Emmas laughter was almost making her perfect Chanel mascara run down. I knew the taste of all that squishy stuff and what it meant when it sounded like that. I was envious.I also learned something new about Charli that night. She knew how to fuck a man and she was very good at it. I lay a little closer to get a better view, and watched her tummy muscles relax as he entered her, then tighten as he withdrew, squeezing his cock. Her legs rocked back and forth, with her knees staying somewhere near his shoulders as he thrust in and out.Donny was an expert too,.