Your hips are bucking as if you were taking a lover’s cock deep inside you. You are close. I detect the taste of your pussy juices changing slightly..., becoming more like honey, as you near your orgasm. My tongue relentlessly suckles your clit as you get ready to explode. Then, with a keening scream, you reach your peak, pushing your pussy back hard onto my face. You wriggle and moan, the muscles in your thighs taut. Your orgasm seems to last for a minute or more, until you collapse, exhausted,. She bent over, ass cheeks wide open giving a perfect view to Adam of that tight butthole and dripping wet pussy. Apparently so she would get something out of it, he chose the latter. She wrapped her hands around me, squeezing my buttcheeks as his head probed inside of her. Normally I have to use some lube to squeeze mine in but Jenna was so horny at this point she was making all the lube he needed. I saw that look of intense pleasure on her face the second he thrusted forward and began pounding. He brought a couple mixes so I could enjoy some New Zealand music. I popped out a CD or two and we started chatting. In the midst of it, he grabbed my hand and held it. The windows were down and our hair blowing like crazy. It took me a couple minutes to notice our hands were in his lap… and it wasn’t his wallet rubbing up against the back of my hand. He gave me that all too knowing ‘Brad’ look and I couldn’t help but laugh. I figured it was pretty dark out and we did have a lot of time in the. His cock looked about like it had in that picture, not quite soft, but not hard either. It looked shiny. She lifted her head and looked between her legs. Her pussy lips were open, and there was a mess of white all over them and between them.“You’re a star,” he said. “You’re going places, and I’m never leaving here. You don’t need some hayseed boy complicating your life.”“You’re anything but a hayseed boy,” she said, her voice fully mature. “And anyway, I’m from the hills. We aren’t so.