He black mailed us telling his sister to get lost and forced me into sucking his cock. Ohhhh, damn that feels good. Suck harder. Suck my tit." "My ...cock is still hard. I need your cunt. Sit on my lap and lower your pussy onto it." Sitting back I grab her hips as she places her hands on my legs, lowering her pussy onto my cock. I reach under with one hand and place the head of my cock at her slit. Slowly she presses down, and inch by inch my stiff pussy stuffer finds its way into the sluts. She was standing in the bus shelter on Lothian Road and it was around 23:30. There was a slight drizzle and it was darkish, when a man came into the shelter at the other end, and lit a cigarette, then turned and undid his flies and started to pee through a missing glass pane, ‘I could see everything he had, and he was big’. I stood silently, as there was no one else around, then he saw me for the first time. He had his cigarette in his mouth as he peed, and he turned his head to me, ‘Fucking. Nine o'clock was Geometry. Ten o'clock class was Canadian History. Eleven was Art.As her turn arrived, each girl was to run to the washroom immediately after class and, once inside, strip naked and toss her clothes into the waste bin. Then go to the toilet stall farthest from her ditched clothes. Inside the stall she had to proceed to shave her pussy mound ( she could use water from the toilet, if needed. But like, eewyew! )Once shaved smooth, she was to use the sex toy in whatever fashion she. The woman's elegant fingers quickly become deliciously wet. Their touch is perfect. Oh fucking hell! Every subtle movement erupts a storm of sweet pleasure inside her. Stacy realizes her hands are just hanging at her sides, but she feels helpless to move them. She can barely control the air entering and leaving her lungs. Every breath seems gilded with stress as her body's energy focuses solely on her sweltering femininity. Every time Cara's fingers press into Stacy's juicy G-spot, she feels.