The room was filled with sounds of her slapping his cock into her juicy pussy and her grunts. After a couple of minutes, he said he was about to cum. ...“Shoot your cum deep in my pussy, let me feel you explode inside of me!” she shouted. He grunted as he blew his load in her. He grunted with each thrust until he was completely empty. He climbed off of her and collapsed in a chair. I looked at her gaping pussy, enjoying the beauty of a fresh fucked pussy full of cum. I then looked at the other guy. Both of us thinking what the fuck, both of us with tricks in tow. And why hadn't we got rid of them, independently, already, just like always?Head count; there's me, and then there's my best friend Michael. He's all blond and fantastic, big blue eyes to make your heart melt, my best friend since forever. His trick is this latino looking lanky kind of guy with long black hair and a wonderful tattoo down one arm and across his back. Name of Chris. My trick says his name is Satellite, cute guy. This went on through about half of a song and I thought i have to feel this wet white pussy around my dick. Just as soon as I thought that she said "let's go somewhere"."Hell yeah! Let's go" I replied. Stumbling out with my hot mature white girl on my arm to the parking lot, she let me to her suburban. I pressed her up against her car with both of my hands and began to kiss her. I moved my hands from her shoulders to around her body and pulled her tightly against so I could kiss her deeper and. Misty loved the matching white dresses with all of the little poker deck sized hearts poke-a-doted all over them. Both were sleeveless, they had straps, and zipped up in back, the top on both molding to the torso, the skirt for Grace flared, and for Misty’s continued to mold, but both hems came up modestly to about three inches above the knees. I received a full body hug, and a kiss on the lips that night when I picked her up. On Wednesday I gave them the shoes, and handbag style purses just in.