" But maybe you could entertain yourself. I mean while your father do histhing, you can travel around the city. Where do you go to?" Ambersmiled, t...ying to cheer her friend."I guess we are going to Osaka." Then we can start browse for shops and places for sightseeing," Ambersaid gingerly."I thought about it too. But I feel depressed already Ames, I can't doit," she said."That's because you do it by yourself. Don't be sad. We can always chatand send text to each other." Amber held her. Some of the guys smeared their cocks against my face after they came. It was becoming difficult to service all of them but I continued as best as I could. Despite the music playing I could hear everyone encouraging me and the guys as well. My own cock was straining against my gaff and I could feel it oozing precum soaking the narrow part between my ass cheeks. “Fuck her face”, “Stuff it in!”, “Take it all!”, were what I heard and then a chant began. It would be the number of the cock I was. It was almost as perfect as Cindy’s. Her tits were bigger and sagged just slightly to the side. Her hips were narrower. A zipper like scar ran up the inside of her left knee, the epitaph of her career in dance. Her legs were muscular and not as long as Cindy’s but her ass was one of the finest he had ever seen. She could even give Vicki Greer a run for her money in the booty department. Her smooth unbroken skin was like the finest alabaster. Her hard coral-hued nipples were outstanding. Her. ‘Don’t ask … stupid fucking questions … Ginny!’ Warren grunted as Sharon rode him for all she was worth. He and Ginny had partied with their fair share of girls, but none had milked his cock or turned him on the way these two had done. He would have also had a difficult time stating who was the better fuck — both girls had their merits, their styles varied, but anyone lucky enough to bed them would be walking away with a big smile on his or her face. ‘I can’t believe this wonderful fucking.