Now it was gushing out of her pussy with the pounding. It was good because his thick cock had stretched her cunt to the max. you could see the tightne...ss and wonder how it could still slide in and out in such tightness. It was the juices that made it possible. The tightness and stretching were giving her pleasures and sensations in her cunt she never felt before. The squishing sound was mingled with her cries and moans. ‘Oh fuck me good’. ‘Don’t stop’. ‘Pound my pussy’ she was wild and out of. " What else?" she breathed sensually still caressing his dick."I want you as my personal slut and to tell Chad that your pussy belongs to me," he continued breathing heavily.Sasha slid her hands up and around Spencer's stomach and back lightly scratching his hips and ass, "Then come here and face fuck your slut."Spencer obliged all too excitedly. He firmly took Sasha's head with both hands and thrust his cock deep inside her mouth and held it. He felt her throat muscles contract and massage his. I told him the radio repair shop was only half as far as the supermarket I suggested, but unfortunately in opposite directions. He said it didn't matter because they didn't plan on leaving until late afternoon anyway, and it was only 9:30 AM.I told him about the courtesy dock carts that were up near the buzz in gate. They were deep fiberglass tote bins with spoked, bicycle type tires on them. You could take them out into the parking lot, and fill them with lots of provisions, so you only had to. She then came to my side and smile at me. Oh god. Who need all these weapons? Her smile is enough to kill many of the guys. I was looking at her continuously, unblinking and mesmerized by her beauty, completely lost in her thoughts. She then pat on my hand and drag me into reality. She said hi Rahul. Oh my goodness.I also greeted her back and leaving all the tension behind us, engrossed our-self in assignment with her. During the assignment we shared a lot of talks and shared some of the jokes.