]Next, we hear a woman’s voice behind Meghan, off-camera, say “Meghan, are you home?” Meghan doesn’t stop. After a pause, the voice says “I ...didn’t know my interview was that exciting.” Meghan turns around, and we see Ainsley in the living room. [We don’t see the TV in any more scenes in this video.]“I couldn’t wait for you to get home.” Meghan walks quickly to Ainsley. Ainsley pulls off her dress. She’s wearing a sheer camisole and bikini panties. “I’ve been so hot since I saw you on. In fact, with me so close and my hand vigorously stroking him, John felt anything but cold. He ran his hands up my back around to brush against the side of my breasts. I moved my leg up and down along his thigh, groaning as he reached in between my thighs. When his hand became ensnared within the material of my tank top, he hiked the flimsy garment up around my waist so he could stroke the lips of my pussy. I leaned my head back and let out a long, satisfied moan. The instant John moved his. He would often fuck her for hours, stopping before he came in her, coming back to her again and again after a short break during which he enjoyed whipping or spanking her ass and telling her what a pathetic little cum dump she was, calling her a cock whore and promising someday to give her to a kennel where she would get fucked like the bitch she was by a pack of horny dogs. His verbal abuse never failed to push her over the edge, and her little clit would spurt several times during the course. My friend Matt called my name and when I looked over at him he had his shorts to his ankles, and his hard cock was pointing straight at me. He was uncut and maybe had like a 4in cock with just a little fuzz patch of pubes. As we just stood there looking at each others cocks, he asked me if I wanted to touch it. I was so excited that I instantly began to Jack him off. He began to move his hips and his toes. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved his hard prick ask the way to the back of my.