She tried to resist by clamping her jaw shut so that she wouldn’t scream out but when I got to working on her clit she didn’t stand a chance in he...ll. Maybe her brother had done most of the work getting her excited but I got the payoff. She went down like a sack of potatoes and cried out “Oh God” a half a dozen times before the next clap. I didn’t pick her up I just rushed to my next girl. The guy behind me could waist his time getting her back up to her feet. Besides he should be used to it by. .." But none of that matters. There are plenty of young men who have the same traits. You just—" It's been a long time since you've spent time with anyone my age, hasn't it?" Flora asked. "Believe me, there's no one my age like you. Almost no one my age works, has a work ethic, is concerned about anything besides themselves, or can take care of so many people." But that still doesn't change anything. This involves more than just me. Now if you'd just..." he said as he reached to press her back. The crotch of her knickers was soaking wet, her mound felt swollen as I rubbed the material between her labia's. In trying to poke my finger into her pussy I felt the outline of her mound. She pushed a hand down to feel my pussy too; it felt awesome as she copied my movements stroking my cunt through my knickers. The intensity was almost too much, I had to have more. Getting off her I pulled her to her feet and pushed her dress down to her feet for her to step out of. I told her to lie down on. It was as if I were sucking my own ****. I could notlast much longer nor did I want this to end.Sara could tell I was close as she increased herintensity. I did the same. I was *******. I could feelthe pulsing, shooting jet after jet of *** into hermouth. The *** tasted sweet and salty and it easilyfilled her mouth - my mouth. It took me a few seconds torealize that it wasn't just me that was *******. Heblasted against the roof of my mouth, filling it. Iswallowed three times, still had a.