If I don't help you out, you are going to fall. You are going to fall in five minutes. Your hands won't be able to hold on for long. I am going to hel... you Charles. I am going to do something good for you, which is far better than what you did to me so many seven years ago. I am going to save your life but only one condition," Ivy dictated to him cruelly."Name it. I don't want to die," Charles cried."I didn't want to die either when you had the other kids threw me down the river," Ivy spoke to. There was also a long strand that started from the top of her head that ran all the way down her face, nose, lips and chin, finally ending on to her left breast, pooling in her cleavage. “Let me get a picture of that!” Chris said as he reached for his iPhone.“No Chris… don’t take a picture, please!” Lois groaned through a semen glaze. “Hey! If you want this dick… and I know you want it… I get to take a few shots…hey… that’s funny! A few shots… get it?” Chris clicked away as Lois sat there. Which is a nice way of saying that in that bed, she totally rocked my world, to use a cliché, and if her screaming my name was any indication, I had a similar effect on her. I woke up the next morning, naked, thirsty and sore, lying next to Sherry, and in the morning light, her body looked even better. I watched her breathe for a while before getting up to use the bathroom, take a drink and splash a little water on my face. I was not the most experienced guy in the world, but I had been with a. He started licking her arse hole. Then he spreaded her ass cheeks to get a closer look. The guy who was kissing her also came behind and she did bend well so as to give them a look of her arse hole. The beard guy also get closer to them to see. Me too tried to have a glance. She stood on her fours like a dog. Yes, there were hairs around her arse hole and the surrounding skin was chocolate black in colour. I remembered that I have not seen her arse hole for last few years. They licked her arse.