I go to put my hands on her head to steady myself. She brushes them away and mumbles, "No hands,” while my cock is still in her mouth. I put my ...ands back down to my sides and let her continue what she started. She then takes her hands and reaches up to my balls, slowly squeezing them as she goes up and down on my cock, matching each squeeze with her downward stroke. It is at this point that I start to feel the early stages of my orgasm. I can feel my cock get harder in her mouth as she. In no time another man had taken his place and was stroking me and him himself to another orgasm. While his cock was nothing like Starkey’s; it was still plenty ample and was really reaming me out.I yelled at him: "Fuck me!". Then he lost total control and released his load into my womb. He continued stroking, whipping up my own juices with his for a while. The black guy pulled out of me and turned to Jones, saying: "That cunt is one crazy bitch!. I want more of that slut later."This time an. Miane dono boobs ke upar apne hath rakhakar dabana shuru kaiya itne kadak boob ko dabane ka jo maja aa raha tha vo padhke nahi aa sakta yar..Usne moaning karna shuru kiya uske ati ne uski sari,petikot kholana shuru kiya,wo ab sirf panti me thi,maine uski chikni jange sehlana shuru kiya aur apna muh uske right boob par rakhar chusane laga aur doosare hath se uska left boob masalne laga.wo moaning kar rahi thi uuuuhhhhhhhhhhh. Mujhe aur josh chadhne laga maine dhire dhire panti utarna shuru kiya. “I just don’t like feeling this way.”She leaned back down.“Would it help if I told you you’re better than any of them?”“Really?”She squeezed me again.“There’s no comparison,” she said. “You make my whole body sing.”I thought about that for a few seconds. She was a college girl, now. She had access to any guy she wanted, or at least that’s how I thought about it. And yet she was impaled on me. She could have stayed at school for Thanksgiving, stayed there with Paul. But she hadn’t. She’d come.