A muffled conversation followed, then heavy footfalls coming up the stairs.She pulled herself away from the window, quelling the urge to look again. S...ephanie was not there, she was not in Gina's head, and probably never existed. She stood beside the costume just as Victor walked in.Victor's eyes slid from Gina to the costume, and then glanced at the window. He smiled. "Good afternoon, Gina. Your mother was concerned that perhaps you do not find the costume to your liking." I just got it out of. Ayan: No, Mom. I did not touch it at all. I took it in my hand, only when you asked me for a picture. It was hard, already.Mona: There is no way a penis will go so hard, without even being touched.Ayan: Mine does, Mom.Mona: No. That is not possible.Ayan: Yes, Mom. Mine really does.Mona: Is it something else, Ayan? You don’t have to hide anything with me, anymore.Ayan: Something else? Like what, Mom? It is really nothing.Mona: Is it the fact that you were sending the picture to your mother that. I hurried home so that I wouldn't miss any of this hot action!I'd never seen my girlfriend acting so sluty, and, to be honest, I can't remember ever having a bigger hardon. I was so turned on, but I didn't dare touch my cock or else I probably would have just blown my nut in my pants watching my hot girlfriend getting used by these two black men in the back of my car! When we got home, I parked and we all got out. My girlfriend was already looking kind of disheveled. HA, that was nothing. ” “Tell me again.” Alex demanded quietly, but firmly. “Fuck me.” “No.” I’d love to say he was teasing, but he wasn’t. He made a craft out of eating my pussy. I finally came on his fingers and my body went wild. He kept his fingers inside me. “Maybe I’ll fuck you now.” “Please.” I begged and meant it. I wanted him in me. He leaned up and spread my legs wider with his hands. He continued to toy with my cunt. “You want me to taste it?” He said as he watched my pussy. “Yes.” His eyes were.