..”“Leave it to me then,” she says. “I’ll take care of you.”The thrusts increase in speed and force. The girl pounds into him with gusto. ...is knuckles are white from how tightly he is clutching at the covers. As she keeps up the onslaught, her other hand slides up the back of his sweat-soaked shirt to reach for his tie. Deftly and while keeping rhythm, she works it around until it is resting on his shoulder. One backward yank and he cries out. His head wrenches up. The girl rides his ass. His cock was not huge but it wasnt small either. Julie seemed to be totally enjoying the way he was face fucking her, as she could be heard moaning with each stroke of his cock into her mouth. This went on for a time after I got there when Julie pulled her face from his dick and said stick that big fucking prick in my cunt you bastard. I knew she was really drunk as she only used the word cunt when she was wasted. Jim said fuck yes Id love to. Julie stood up pulled down her pants and panties. It's a scent of our sex from last night, the scent of our semen, mixed with the beautiful scent of her feminine perfume.We both smile and talk quietly something meaningless and still meaningful things while her hands wander aimlessly on my chest. I keep my hands on her hips, under her silk night dress and since neither of us is wearing any underwear, I can feel her soft testicles against my manhood while she straddles me.There was a time when she tried to be "he", but she suffered greatly for. ”He then took us over to a Buick Riviera, which looked a bit battered, he told Rory to get in the passenger seat, and for me to get in the back. When we opened the door, we could tell there had been some major modifications done to the car. Instead of the standard seats, there were four racing bucket seats with double belts on each. There was also a roll cage fitted.Once he was sure we were well strapped in, he jumped into the driver’s seat, he drove out onto the skid pad, it had a hose pouring.