Cindy.climaxed again.Arrian was being tortured as he remained inside as Cindy's climax washed over her and her pussy gripped and massaged his cock ove...r and over.When her orgasm had subsided, Cindy had only one request, "FUCK ME!" She yelled.For the next hour and half, all kinds of screams, moans, groans, and screeches came from Cindy's room, and fuck her he did.Derek Michaels watched as a ten-year old Arrian practiced with two bokken. It always amazed him, how fast Arrian took to using. “In that case, I would order the porterhouse, well seared outside but bright pink in the middle, with turnips and veg in season, plated up for two, and I would request that the chef join me in a ... yes, join me in a celebration. Could you do that for me, Tracie?”“Of course, April, that’s no problem. A celebration, huh? Champagne and separate orange juice for Pete with your meal, on the house?”“Champagne, most certainly! The celebration? My divorce from Jacques came through today.”Tracie. Always prepared, always aware, Penny reached down lifting the hem of one side of her shirt, still more than adequately concealed behind the bench seat. Her breast soon came into view, full round and soft as Paul reached out, his arm well below view from any curious eyes. Her nipples were dark, long and hard. He fingered her briefly, enjoying the feel of her flesh. The tightness of her tiny erection, the sudden gasp of expected pleasure as she moaned ever so discretely, his hand now pinching,. I decided to give him a second chance.“So you’re okay with us not having sex on prom night?” I asked.“Absolutely. I’ll wait as long as it takes. And in the mean time we can still have fun, and dance during prom,” he said.“Okay…” I said. “But you better never hang up on me again, jerk.” And just like that, prom was back on. Man I wish I’d hung up instead.***Our prom took place in our school auditorium. This isn’t as corny as it sounds. The school had shelled out a lot of money over the years to.