Destiny hiked up her skirt a little more as her hand held the thin fabric of her panties to the side. Chris knelt down in front of her with the sole i...ntention of eating her delectable slit. As Chris's tongue first touched the soft skin of Destiny's pussy, a sense of ownership happened. Chris only thought about how her pussy was his to eat and fuck as he wished. No matter what the cause of getting it was, it was his and in front of him now.As Chris slid his tongue up and down the dark brown lips. She led me over to the couch and dragged me down to set next to her. Buttons flew through the air as she yanked my shirt open. I quickly removed the remains of my shirt as Claudia rolled over between my thighs pushing them wide. Claudia started working on my buckle, but I pulled her up to me before she could find out that something long and rigid was hiding in my pants. She stretched upward as our mouths met. She was no longer in control. She had only her own satisfaction in her thoughts. Her. After all, it wasn't like he could see my penis or anything.I tried to look calmly at the boy as I fought to hold back my pee, but I already felt the heat shooting up my penis. Summer's tight little pussy was now so wet that our grinding thrusts were accompanied by loud squishing noises. I desperately hoped that she was too wet to feel it if I peed inside her vagina.At that point, my mind fogged up and instinct took over. I strained to pull my penis as far out of her clutching vagina as I. Truthfully, I don’t drink all that often.”I made breakfast—French toast and sausage patties—and was just cleaning up when I heard the fax line ring. Five minutes later I checked and saw a message from Pinkerton’s in Charlotte. Passing the sheet to Cindy I phoned the number provided.“Is this Amy? John Hayden here. Don’t you ever sleep?”(“Sometimes, but working like this keeps me excited and on my toes plus all the coffee makes me wired.”)“I have Cindy Hopewell here and I’m putting you on.