How the hell could I refuse?! He quite literally met me round the back of the bike sheds in his car, Missy Elliott blasting out loud, I felt fucking e...ic and I was so wet, I thought it may have looked like I pissed myself. We made small talk about the day at school, I was obviously nervous but he seemed so cool about everything. Then, just like that, whilst he was driving with one hand (phwoar!) he cupped my pussy with his hand. He just let it rest there for a few moments and then he undid the. Sitting up on the side of her bed, Elaine shook her head. She ventured out briefly, confirming she was blissfully alone. A sigh of relief escaped her lungs. In the lounge room she switched off the murmuring music system and headed back to her room. What’s that? she wondered, spying something thin and white under the coffee table. It was joint. She hadn’t had one in ages. The last time hadn’t been so good, but at least this time she’d be alone. Taking the joint back to her room, she placed. I told him my wife was asleep in the bed naked. If he was quiet, he could probably go take a quick peek without her knowing and crank off a nut. So, I dried off and we crept back into the bedroom together. There she was as I left her, asleep, laying on her back with her legs spread wide open. At this point the little bit of cum that I shot into her was leaking out with all the pussy juice from her three orgasms. It was a sight to see. Anthony looked over at me and said "that pussy looks sweet,. Non-violent abuse. Oral sex. Public sex.Authored by poster. Inspired by an xHamster member.Sabrina sat in the window seat, reading. Mike sat in the isle seat as the train chugged through yet another mountain pass. There were still three hours left in the trip, and while many of the passengers had made their way to the bar car for drinks to pass the time, about a quarter of the seats in this car still had passengers. "Sabrina, I need your purse for a second."Only two paragraphs from the bottom.