(So your aware where me catching them comes into their fun.) To my knowledge neither saw me as I made my way to the other girls. Trish had soon cummed...in Steve face. As he was working her pussy he was undoing his pants and stroking his cock to make sure it was fully hard for her. When she had cummed for a second time and he was fully ready and finished licking up her juices from her pussy. After he had finished he pulled away and kissed his way back up to her. His cock pressing against her. I pulled him in further, trying to become one with him, my finger pulling him too, pulling him into my mouth. He couldn't help but groan, pumping his hips, a finger pushing into his ass in one direction, a mouth engulfing his cock in another. He felt like he was melting in my mouth. He relaxed, losing himself in the sensations. This loosened his ass, allowing me to slip in a second finger. His cock oozed even more saltiness and I sucked even more, tasting his pleasure. I stroked again, up and. Of course, I grew up, but I never lost my desire to be a slut and in high school, I fucked damn near every boy in the place and even started letting them fuck me in the ass. I can't count how many of them fucked me or how many I had sucked off in the parking lot or in their cars! I got married after college and that was fun for a while but I found myself wanting to get fucked more and more and even though my husband tried, he couldn't keep up with me. We divorced after 40 years of marriage and. "Yes little girl, did you need something?" Snow cone please," I replied, handing her the dollar bill.She laughed, and took the money, "What flavor?" The blue kind please," I replied, wondering why I was feeling soconfused. The magic makes me act like a three year old aroundstrangers...that must be it."Blue kind? Oh...you mean Blueberry," she questioned, arching hereyebrows and smiling at me."Kay!" I replied with enthuse, my eyes wandering around my immediatesurroundings, my mind already.