But as he looked at the boot his eyes spotted the bigtent in my lap. In one fast move, Bob bent over and groped my crotch andsaid: "Shit! You're fuck...ing around with my boots!" As he said this he madeanother grab at my crotch and caught my balls which he proceeded tosqueeze. "Please, Bob! Let go of my balls! That hurts." As Bob released his grip on my balls a smirk began to creep across hisface. "You're a bootlicking faggot, aren't you!" "No, Bob! No! I'm just trying to shine your boots. He didn’t need telling twice. He dropped her delicious balls and placed his index and middle fingers against her asshole. Marcia felt him slowly circle her hole and increase the pressure against her. This alone felt incredible, she needed to feel him inside her. She relaxed her ass and allowed his fingers to slip inside her. “Ungh!” she barked and rolled her head on the pillow. Lee put her cock in his mouth and began to suck her again. “Curl your fingers up, find my prostate baby.” Lee curled. “Aiyee, oh my god, no.” If Keith could have been outside and could have seen through the tinted windows of the truck, he would have seen two ass cheeks virtually swallow a head. Between the cheeks, Keith couldn’t have been happier though he worried the woman’s high pitched screams resounded outside the truck. That fear dissipated when he realized that her ass was smothering him. Seconds ticked by and in a panic, he began to push her away. “Oh my, I forgot. Lots of ass and it doesn’t get. " Jane had apparently beenwaiting by her desk. Kim's stomach sank. She pulled off her coatrevealing the grey asymmetrical hem skirt and grey and pink cardigan overa pink tank top. She had decided on the black tights and a pair of greypumps with a two and a half inch heel. The effect was definitelyfeminine, yet also fairly conservative. It was intended to blend in. Sofar it was not working out. "Very classy. You look good. In fact, youlook great. I would never have guessed you could.