I took in the image on a monitor. She shook a little with each pump, and her mascara was running exactly as intended. I thought there was even some fe...ar in her eyes as she endured the huge cock stretching her. I stepped around to get a view of her pussy below the hard rod pistoning in and out of her used ass. She was leaking like a faucet, her muscles frantically clenching on nothing, aching to be filled. I knew she was still okay.The blonde was trickling more jelly down the crack of Jeannie's. Said he was looking for the right girl to have his first time with. Real clean cut and innocent, though this hadn't stop him from sending a nude pic complete with his lovely erect penis when "Candy" had asked for it.The pic was the deal breaker: he was about to meet the wrong girls.So they'd set up a date. They had sent Sarah, the youngest of them with the innocent face and the curly, semi-long, strawberry-blonde locks. She'd met him, her tattoos carefully hidden by long sleeves, at a cafe. He had taken good care of it, despite his activities, and it was quite the luxurious apartment, even though it was a carbon copy of mine in terms of layout. All of the amenities were much newer than mine, and there were many features as well as just a generally cleaner look to the place that made it a mansion compared to its twin next door. When they offered it to me for over four times the price of my current abode, I happily declined. From that point on the place was empty and quiet. It was. I my fingers become tangled in the back of her hair as I pull her up and kiss her. My tongue pushes through her lips into her mouth. My other hand grabs her ass. I pull her into me. Leaning forward, I back her up into the work bench.I really hear the rain now. It is very loud as it crashes on the greenhouse roof. We can see the lightning flashing as we touch each other. It adds excitement to the moment. Making my way down her neck, I lift her up on the bench, her legs straddle me. Samantha can.