", he whispered. Sabrina looked nervously around the car, quickly noting how many people were still there. "I don't think so.", she whispered back. Mi...ke's eyes grew narrower. "That was not a question." In one fluid motion, Mike flipped up the armrest between them and took firm hold of the hair at the back of Sabrina's head. He didn't need to force her. She knew it. He knew it. It had become an expected part of this dance. She reached her hand out to take hold of Mike's penis and steady herself. Surprised, and initially disgusted, I found myself dueling with his tongue with mine. Pressed against each other, we swapped spit. I was one really confused guy. I felt his hard cock pressed against me. To my horror, I realized that I was at least as hard as he was. This was so wrong. I was so not looking for love, especially with a guy, but, FUCK. I really liked his black cock. Jim was handling my cock through my pants as he continued kissing me. I let him. As he kissed me, he pulled me. They were larger than her mother's; so were her breasts, at least by a little but—much perkier. She reached behind her back and off came the top of her suit. She had perky little breasts; her small areolae surrounded tiny nipples, which were already hard.When they had walked about three steps past me, I ran up behind them and grabbed the strings to their bikini tops, untying them in the back, then reaching up to untie them at the neck too. They screamed, but could not put down their loads. His scrotum slapped against her clit and before she could react, it happened twice more. Jeff ‘s hips and buttocks were a blur as he drove himself inside the world-famous ass over and over.In the mirror, Britney’s tits were jumping out of control until Jeff reached out and grabbed them fiercely. He was no longer being gentle with her fine breasts. Britney was no longer fighting his entries. She was loving every moment of ass-pounding action. Once again she was nearing orgasm. Her muffled cries.