He smiled as he saw the young girl watching and fingering herself. Taking hold of the dirty blonde’s hips he pulled his cock all the way out of her ...cunnie to show it off for a sec, then plunged it back in. Sandra was now fingering herself vigorously, her eyes half closing as she watched them, her orgasm climbing fast. Jenny began to scream as the boy hammered himself back into her tight wet pussy, she leaned forward, her hands still clutching at her tits, twisting her nipples as she started to. .. Is Ashton Kutcher outside in a van filming this?”“Who’s Ashton Kutcher?” I asked.He laughed. “Sweetheart, you don’t want to do this. Just go back home and call one of your male friends and play with him.”“But we can’t.” I complained. “If we do that the guy will talk and then we become known as a slut or a cocksucker all around school. This way we get to do it and no one knows who we are. And we wouldn’t do it all the time, just once a month or so. Please Tony you have to help us.”“Look. The party had barely started, but Bill was already bored and ready to make an escape when he spotted her. The first thing Bill noticed was her red hair. It was a mane of bright golden-orange that hung down to the middle of her shoulder blades in fine waves. A color that was so intense that it could almost be called day-glow. It was attention-getting even from across the crowded room. She was a solidly built woman, what most would call pleasantly plump or even chubby, a couple inches shorter. “Then, I hope you make him happy.”“You can’t tell me that, in all the years you were traveling you never strayed.”“In all the years I was traveling I never strayed,” he asserted. “Stephanie -- I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep in the guest room. We can continue this conversation in the morning.”He dragged his suitcase down the hallway to the guest room. There he stripped to his briefs, turned down the covers and slid between the sheets.Dawn light roused him. He dressed from his suitcase and.