Not even the taste of chlorine could ruin this experience! He was such an amazing kisser, I think I had started contributing to the amount of liquid i... the pool! His lips were so smooth and he was so temptingly gentle with every lick. I only wish I could have matched his tenderness myself. I could only spiral out of control with his strength leading me astray. I got too distracted by his lips to notice what he did next.My shorts for some reason ended up flying out of the water and landing with. She constantly spit into my ass to lubricate it as I began to ram my cock into Christine’s ass. “I’m going to cum Jon! Ah! Ah! I’m…Ahhh!” Christine’s anus chocked my cock and did not let it go until her orgasm has fully passed. Becca stopped fingering me and pulled me out of Christine. “For your final assignment: cum inside my ass,” she said as she bent over and spread her cheeks. “Lube me up first.” “Christine,” I said impulsively. “Moisturize Becca’s dirty little hole.” Christine nodded and. It was one night when the k**s had all gone off to a local club for a big party night my friend and I had settled down with a few bottles of wine in the garden. Earlier in the day we had met two lads staying next door we had established that the Belgian couple who own the villa had let their nephew and his friend use it for a couple of weeks as we kicked back with our wine we could here them in their garden chatting and drinking when suddenly one of them popped his head up over the wall and. Two police officers on foot patrol entered the building in pursuit and called in armed officers as they tried to capture the gunman. Due to heavy traffic, armed officers stationed at Paddington Rail station needed several minutes to reach the ... uh ... station.”That’s three stations in one sentence. Mind you, Paddington IS three stations. Overground railway and then two underground lines, rather far apart.“The third stage of the attack was carried out by ... Oh ... I should have mentioned that.