Not sipping wine reluctantly – that’s never a problem for me, you understand – just having to close my book. Could be worse, I reasoned, it’s ...not as though either of them were terribly hard on the eyes. The question actually made them laugh more.“No,” Christian giggled, “Ben and I like to fuck the same girls!” Again I silently deplored the decline in morals in public speaking. When did it become okay to speak like that with strangers? Did I miss a memo? Something of my feelings must have seeped. I take two fingers and insert them into your tight asshole.You are cumming in a gush and my face is now covered with your wetness. I continue to tongue you and finger fuck your ass. You keep cumming in wave after wave. Shaking with each new spasm.Finally you roll off me and ask me to let you catch your breath. I trace your body lightly with my fingers and feel you shiver.As your breathing slows I ask you to sit on my cock so that I can look at your body riding me. I can touch your boobs and. Luckily none had gone airhorn crazy again. There had been a few lighter horn beeps or a quick blast on the airhorn showing the trucker’s appreciation of what she was doing. It made it a whole lot easier for Kayla to continue teasing her pussy and pretend to be asleep.She had gone from slipping her hand along her pussy to outright fingering herself. She had pushed the little panty liner to the side and had slipped first one finger and then a second into her now drenched pussy. She would steal a. I feel so goddamn hot- -I'd like to lie on my back on my bed and squeeze my clit 'til I blow!Her breasts were so upthrust that a brassiere was superfluous, so Doris dragged the dress over her head. She reached for a fresh pair of panties to replace the ones that George, with his lewd actions, had ripped, then changed her mind.Doris stood still for a minute, thinking; and as she thought, her hand slipped under the front of her short dress and she caressed the waiting, hungry lips with a.