" Go on fuck her for all of us," they all egged him on.A few of the guys were wanking hard now, and a couple began to spurt cum over the floor."Don't ...fucking waste it," I gasped in between shoves from Fred's cock."Get it onto me."With this they shuffled over to me as Fred fucked me hard and fast as I stood lent over the bar.The remaining few spurts of cum hit my legs and shoes. This started off a chain of spunking.The remaining guys who were cumming all began directing their spunk onto my legs,. And in this case, the twins' bodies reacted to the olfactory stimulation in ways that amounted to sensory ambush.They got horny.In Carly's case, the all too familiar erection came into raging existence. It wasn't painful, because all she had on were a pair of jockey shorts. She'd thought about that only briefly, because sometimes, when she went to bed back at home, all she wore to bed were her panties. It made her feel deliciously naughty to do that. She kept a T shirt by the bed, and in the. She decided to fill that bag with a sports drink and hang it above her so that she could reach it as she was suspended. She even did a quick test holding the gloves as she had done on that first day just to make sure that she could, indeed, reach the tube.Next Saturday morning seemed forever away, and Stacy was tempted to break routine and do a session mid-week, but she knew that she had to stick to her writing routine. So instead, she had to content herself with going out into the hot house. That’s when I knew, her sexual life was naughty. I couldn’t imagine the kinda pussy her husband was to not fuck this absolute peach. I was mad around her. The smell from her body, it was driving me crazy. She was letting out slight moans as if she was playing hard to get.I caught her and caught hold of her boobs firmly. I squeezed them, pinched, hit them, played with them, and did them absolute justice. She closed her eyes. I knew, deep down, she wanted this.I slowly turned her around and.