My left palm was against my mons. Index and ring fingers split my folds and the finger between found my clit. My other hand folded over them. A finger... entered me. It moved in time with the man.My neighbour bent her head back. The man leaned so his cock was above her face. There was another cheer. His hand stilled. Mine didn't. Before I even realised he had come across her face his place was taken by another masturbating man and then another.I came straining on the tips of my toes and my. More from Fangman: The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson died and went to heaven.At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur. ‘Since you’ve been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with anyone you want to in heaven.’Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, “I want to hang out with God.’St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room, and introduced him to God.God recognized Arthur and commented, ‘Okay, so you were. He tempts the line by asking if I’ve ever had sex while high.“No, have you?” I reply, hoping that he would delve into one of his stories.“Oh, my God. Yes of course. It’s the best feeling you’ll ever have. Trust me.”Okay. I make a mental note.He offers movie and music suggestions. I promise to watch and listen to them; if we could still be friends after this we could discuss our opinions of each. 1:00Scott’s phone rings. Before Scott answers, I mutter, “Should I make sex sounds in the. It was the best orgasm I had ever had. I rolled onto my side to recover for a bit. He was still rock hard and ready to go. He flipped me onto all fours and got behind me. I felt his giant cock press against me again. I was worried it was too soon after my orgasm and that I might not be wet enough to handle him but to my surprise he slid right in. He felt even bigger and harder from this position. He began stroking me from behind. I felt him grab my hair and pull my head back. His pace was.