“Fuck me Damian with ever ounce of strength you have.” And that was exactly what I did. She stripped out of the jeans and tank-top that she had on... as fast as possible. She got on top of me and ran the head of my cock up and down her dark pussy lips. Her juices flowing; she started sinking down on to my cock. She moaned loader and loader as she went down. When there was five inches in side her I grabbed her waist and down hard slamming in to her. She screamed and came hard with her back arched,. " I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and yanked my shorts down. When I'd gotten my shirt off, Grant handed me some pamphlets to hand to pedestrians.Most of the people who walked by yelled at us, but a few people took our pamphlets and one guy even thanked us. He said he was in Vietnam.Eventually, the police got called. The officer walked up to me."You kids got a permit for this little striptease?" Right here, officer." Grant fished a piece of paper out of his backpack and handed it to the. Nick being the perfect drunk gentleman positioned himself so he got the best view he could of my wife's bald pussy. We spoke and gawked and drank some more, Nick was getting more and more bold with his words and desires as the night went on, I went to the loo got another couple of beers and came back to find Nick sitting on the floor facing my wife's pussy, he said she is very wet. I looked at him and said why don't you blow your load over her pussy, stroke until you cum and soak her wet pussy.. Brett grunted and doubled over, and I leaned down with him. His hands were pressed against the stall dividers, holding him up, and my right picked up where his had left off. He was too surprised to react in any other way, and I realized that for him to be so overwhelmed by this, maybe this was the first time he’d ever been touched by someone else. He tensed, and a jet of cum struck the tiles in front of him. I let him go, and his knees gave out. He went down on all fours, his hand flying to his.