M., Mason and Wayne entered the car. They were both very drunk and apparently, had just had a fight. The vibe in the car was deadly. ‘Take Mason hom..., Raymond. His party is over.’ I made it quickly back to Mason’s house. He quickly exited and slammed the door on his way out. Wayne sat with his arms folded. He was simmering. ‘Back to your place, Wayne or wherever?’ ‘My place,’ he snapped. We drove in silence for some time until we reached the outskirts of Amagansett. Suddenly Wayne seemed to. " "I don't feel like it," she said still pissed. "We could go to the movies," I said a little questioningly. "That's not very special," she shot back. "That hardly makes up for forgetting!" Her mood shifted to tears again."Brenda, I'm sorry. I want to make it up to you. What do you want to do? I'll do it, just tell me?" "You think you can get off by just taking me out or doing one quick thing. Well it won't work, buster. I'm pissed and hurt." "Brenda," I said, "it's only half way through. La cuatro mujeres se callan, se acercan más, se ponen de rodillas frente a mí, se agarran entre si posando sus brazos en los hombros de su compañera del al lado, formando una cadena, miran mi polla acercarse a la barra, sonríen mirando mi polla, mirando como comienza mi glande a acariciar la barra.-¡joder que bonito!-gime la morena de blanco mientras levanta una de sus manos y se acaricia su pelo corto.Me sigo masturbando casi en la cara de las cuatro mujeres que no levantan la mirada, miran. The slapping of her butt against him slowing until finally it rested completely flat against his hips. His black dick still fully inside her. Amanda pulled her ass slowly off his cock. The base of her booty nearly purple. Inch by inch she pulled away from him until she reached the head and his cock fell out of her dripping in cum. “Fuck that was unreal,” Amanda huffed, trying to catch her breath, “You’re like the Busta Rhymes of fucking.” Amanda grabbed a second wine glass from the cabinet.