She was even sporting a couple of fresh hickeys on her neck and collarbones.The memory of the previous night's sex made her smile and blush at the sam...e time.I guess I won't be working for the rest of the week, she thought with a chuckle. Or at least until these marks go away.Marissa brushed her teeth and then went back into the bedroom. She picked up Alan's shirt off the floor and put it on to ward away the morning chill.Her bare feet on the hardwood floor, she padded out to the kitchen. Alan. I felt it jerking and flooding my pussy with his warm cum. I, we pulled with our feet to get him as deep into us as possible. Each spurt of his cock, tickled my cervix…and I liked the feeling.When he was finished, he rolled over and pulled us on top of him. We laid our head on his shoulder and went to sleep.- - - - -For the next three days, George Clooney fucked me and the other me. We did sixty-nine. We rode his cock in the cowboy position. And he fucked us from behind in the shower every. Talk about a walking wet dream! This girl was beautiful, yet also had a 'girl next door' quality about her. Just watching her was an instant hard on. She was tall, about five foot seven, with a perfect hourglass figure.Just by watching her in the wrecking yard, removing parts and testing equipment, you could tell that she knew what she was doing. I thought she'd look better in the bedroom than she ever would working with machinery, though. However, somehow, I knew that she must be a natural. I helped her in getting up on the train. We went inside. I booked side upper and side lower seats in 3rd ac because 3rd ac coaches have curtains. I was full planned and she knew my intentions. We were sitting, talking, resting and eating till 23:00 hours when everybody went to sleep. All lights were off, only the night lamps were on. I was lying on the upper berth waiting for this moment. I crawled down to the lower berth where she was playing a game on her phone and adjusted the curtain. It.