And opened her legs. showing that she had no panties on. this was so fucking hot i thought."like what you see?" she asked. which i nodded to. "good, b...ecause look what im going to do" she lifted up her skirt and started rubbing her clitoris. she started to moan, and could see she was getting wet. her moaning intensified.she then started fingering her pussy starting with two fingers."you like this, you fucking bad boy?" yes baby, i want you" its miss Smith to you fucker!, you can look but you. . nothing. She listened nervously to the sound of waves crashing calmly in the distance; she had left her window slightly open to let in some cool air. She slowly lay back down on her pillow, stretching her pale legs under the blanket once again, assuming she had been dreaming, but no sooner had she closed her eyes did something touch her again, something slimy. Amy didn't move a muscle, paralyzed with curious fear. Something slimy and sticky was making its way up her inner thigh towards her. "Did you notice that she chose to sit beside me?" asked Morton patiently. "We're friends." Not any more you're not. Stay away from her, got it?" No. We're friends," he repeated. "If you like, you can ask her yourself." You don't seem to be hearing me. I'll be talking to her alright, but it sure as shit won't be about you. Now fuck off before I decide to really make sure you understand. Understand?"Morton just stared at him impassively through his thick glasses. Muttering, the two football. She keeps orgasming as you try to lick as much of her juices up as you can suddenly collapsing away from you she lays on the floor shaking, without warning you’re pulled up off the bench and pushed onto your knees as the first woman sits on the bench leaning back, she pulls your juice covered face towards her waiting exposed pussy. As your head drops she raises her legs onto your shoulders and pulls you into her wet pussy with them, using them to hold you there. Now you start to lick and suck.