Man, why does hehave to be so freakin' good with girls?"Scott Fisher was Gordon's best friend. The two had met in kindergartenand immediately befriend...ed one another. The two of them were extremelyalike in so many ways. Both had extremely nerdy interests that revolvedaround anime, Dungeons & Dragons, and video games. However, as the yearsrolled by, one major difference emerged between the two. Gordon slowlybut surely became a fat and somewhat unattractive young man while Scott,despite being a. It took her a little while to compose herself and climb down off the checkout table. Jack helped her to her feet and she fell into his arms. “I never knew that sex could be that good,” she told him. He kissed her again. He caught her looking up at the camera. “Don’t worry, I’ll erase our bits later,” he told her. “It’s okay by me if you want to keep us on there,” she told him. He was surprised. “Maybe it will act as a leverage to take me on more journeys in the future?” He smiled. “What. "Get your scrawny ass on the mat where you are supposed to be," David intoned. But the girl was not cowered. Too much time had passed and she was not afraid any more. David decided that it was time to correct that situation before it got further out of hand. He dropped Ellen's food on the floor and stepped out of the room to gather some resources that he needed.David was back in less than three minutes, the food was still on the floor and Ellen was still defiantly sitting on the bed. Without a. She pulled her head back and twisted her lips in ecstasy. The voyeur was now wanking frantically.My wife knew this was revenge so she gently moved her finger to the very tip of my dick, which was now soaking in precum. She knew just exactly where to touch and what I needed and gave it to me, slowly, excruciatingly. She slid her index finger, using the precum as lubricant, from the tip down to the frenulum, slowly and rhythmically, never changing speed. I could see her pussy was wet, as it was.