"Just don't fucking foul this up, we've been setting this one up for ages," he said conversationally. I tried to look unimpressed. He climbed out and ...ent to the diesel pump. I heard him call into the microphone on the side of the pump. "Hey, can someone give me a hand this pump's not working."The speaker crackled back. "It should be fine." A girl's voice. "Try again"My companion, Harry, spoke again. "No, not a thing."More crackles. "Hang on I'll come and have a look." That was my cue, I. You love your punishment..Now spread those legs for grandpa..as he took his foot and guided each one as far apart as he could get them..he said to Jake, Jake come over here and slip your finger in her pussy and check her pussy juice like you check oil on a car..Jake came over and iserted his finger in my pussy..This pussy is so wet its almost sloppy wet! He was careful not to go in very far knowing i was a virgin and grandpa wanted to pop that cherry of mine..he pulled his finger out and run it. I licked there few more time but now his reaction was calm.Now I reached for his belt. I stand up to pull my jeans down. Now I was wearing only a panty. I again come to my original position, opened Nikhil’s trouser belt, unbutton the trouser, unzip it and pull it down in one go. Now I lick side by side just above his underwear belt.“Turn around”, I ordered him to lay down on his stomach.I put my tongue on his back just below his neck and lick. He giggled louder than previous. Here it is,. "Yeah." Melissa looked around outside the car. They were parked at a popular making out spot. Luckily, tonight, they were alone. It was dark outside. Melissa was still in her cheerleading uniform. Brad had also had practice, but had showered and changed afterwards. Melissa's bra was off and her top had been pushed up over her tits. Brad fumbled with his zipper, then pushed his seat back so that he was reclining.Melissa leaned down; her hand slipped under his briefs and grabbed his steel hard.