I pleaded with her to carry on and make me cum. She said i will tell you this once and once only . you can come her and put my breastsnaway and we wil... go home if you ask me to rub your cock till you cum it will be long time before you see or feel my breasts again. So reluctantly i stepped forward and cupped her luscious breasts and pushed them back in her dress . she said if i sulk on way home i would suffer. So i had to walk her holme to her parents house. She said she wont make me cum or. "My name's Robert," he said in a whisper."Hi, Robert," I responded, "my name is Will. I would shake your hand, but I can see that you're busy."He chuckled at my stupid joke and then sat back in his chair so I could get a good look at his cock. In a place like that, normal social conventions fly right out the window so I wasn't the least bit hesitant to casually look him up and down. I must say, it was a beautiful piece of meat looking like it had been carved out of ebony."Well, Robert, you have. I handed her the bong, and she hit it. As she was hitting it, “Kashmir” came on, and I turned it up. This was my smoking song. I turned on a stoning playlist shortly afterward.She took about five more massive hits, and then the bowl was cash.I loaded another, and we hit it in the same fashion, taking monster hits.I loaded two more before any more words were said.“Wow. This is really awesome.”“Yeah. Now you know why I do it so much,” I said.“Yeah. I could do this every day and never get bored. Armstrong climbing onto the massage table. Carmelita was lying on her back, her Golden-Brown skin contrasting with the married woman's paler skin. Mr. Armstrong groaned as he watched his wife lick her lips and lean her head down.“Mmm, yes, yes,” moaned Carmelita, her round breasts jiggling. She had a landing strip leading to her shaved pussy. “Get down to there and exercise that tongue. You were so mean to us. After all the pleasure I gave you, you tried to destroy us.”“I'm sorry,” said Mrs..