We need to pound this little streetslut full and drown her in manjizz if she's going to have a fighting chance. Rip the cumtoilet tramphag's clothes o...f and let me feel her fuckflesh!!!"I tie a facemask on and get a pair of vinyl examination gloves out of a box on the desk as Jade (blonde bigtittet slutnurse) and Onyx (slim skankassed whorecarer) are pawing at you, ripping your blouse open as you squirm, their hands unbutton your trousers and in a jiffy they are pulled off, your tartlegs are. Over the neighbour’s fence he saw a large quilt hanging on the clothes line. In an instant he was over that fence and ripping that quilt down. He then turned on the back yard tap and soaked that quilt in as much water as it could possibly absorb then he flung the whole sodden mass over his head and around his shoulders and went charging back around to his house and in through the front door.As Tracey charged into that burning house clad only in a wet blanket he heard the faint wail of a fire. Our bodies shaded our hands from the maddening crowds as you leaned into the kiss, your hot lips so soft and welcoming, we risked teasing each other through our clothes, wanting to explore while all too aware of the prying eyes passing so close by.Frustrated and wanting more we broke off and with the other two couples following, we found a quiet car park behind some shops.With our lips locked, floating in another world, we ground together in mock intercourse our bodies arching hard against each. A cloud of heat hung around her shoulders, choking her. At last she closed her eyes, fighting back her tears."Are you all right, honey?" It was Sophia's contralto voice. It sounded concerned, but when she said it her foot slipped up between Juliana's thighs, finding her soaked crotch.Juliana opened her eyes and saw faces around her – Sophia's and the two men's. They smiled and nodded. A sob escaped her throat."What did you do to her?" Sophia asked the men, pushing her toes against Juliana's.