Marcus maintained his pace for a while, stopped his thrusts altogether and slid out of her while she gave a moan of irritation. He was still hard but ...ave a slight nod to Derek, who wasted no time and began to manhandle Priscilla into impaling herself onto his dick. He has somehow managed to get himself out of his clothes. Priscilla felt the difference. Derek’s thrusts were violent but didn’t stretch her out as Marcus did but it was amazing regardless. Derek fucked her until he was moments away. “Do you want me to stop?”“No,” I replied, “I want you.” Her eyes widened, showing her surprise and excitement.“Alright then, let’s take care of you first, then it’s my turn,” she said. “Just relax, love,” she cooed as she reached for my jeans button, swiftly undoing it.Guessing what my auntie wanted, I lifted my skinny arse from the seat, allowing her to pull my jeans and boxers down to my knees. Freed from its restraints, my young cock sprang out, almost touching my bellybutton in its. I was up against the cupboards and had to crawl over her to get out. It was a tight fit with the both of us on such a small mattress. As I tried to crawl over her, she started to tickle me. I fell on top of her, my hard on hitting right against her belly. She kept tickling me and it was almost like humping her. It wasn't good for me, because I didn't want to shoot all over her or in my pants.She finally stopped and I went to the bathroom to pee. As I was in there, I figured I had to do it by. I wanted to make her squirm. I spotted a cart with a few books thrown over the top. I quietly hurried over and brought it back to our little corner. After removing the scattered books I helped her on top and spread her legs wide revealing her shaven lips trying to hide under her short skirt. I slid my hands up the sides of her thighs, pushing her skirt up to her hips. As I leaned forward her scent sent quivers down my body, so light and inviting. She began to lace her fingers into my long brown.