He wasn’t mr universe type looks but wasn’t a one out of ten either. If anything he was like what most guys would’ve probably looked liked in th...e early 2000s.One night, Brad decided to go out for a bit of fun at the local pub near the campus. It wasn’t anything special but after a pretty long week of work and school he felt like a need to release some steam. However his self made promise of only a couple of beers was pretty much broken after 4-5 beers and several shots of whiskey. After about. " Suddenly you're friends with the head cheerleader?" She asked, "Jenifer and her friends make Missy and Leanne seem like lepers in the popularity ranks, and now you're her friend and she's calling you at home." Sis please?" He pleaded."All right, I'll help you out. This time!" she said, "But I know something fishy is going on with you, and I mean to find out what it is." Thanks Camille," he said.He heard the phone ring as he trudged upstairs. He hung out in his room for a while and played some. And boy did she CUM. She likes to put her legs down after having an orgasm, but he didn’t know that, and lifted her legs up around her ears, so he could pound her pussy harder. This made her whimper, and groan some more. (I want to make her whimper one day L). He proceeded to hammer her for a bit longer, but the boy was spent, and he rolled off of her exhausted eventually.It was a much better night, with my wife Cumming four times, and us poor fellas managing one each, but I did muster. We want to see the full presentation of dessert." "Yes Sir." Jessica complies standing back up, letting Holly's hand slide back along the curvature of her ass. As Tony moves the whip cream can, Jessica pushes her body up onto the table. The table appears to be quite sturdy as she easily positions her petite body center in the table. Once in place with one arm holding her up, she reaches for the whip cream. Slowly opening her legs once more, Jessica lets the nozzle of the whip cream press into.