..' And with that Bradley lunged deep into my bowels in one smooth motion. I cried out and kicked my feet off the mattress as Bradley slid deep into m... and pulled most of his bald headed yogurt slinger back. I didn't think I could endue his assault, his hands were in the small of my back pinning me to the bed as he plunged in and partially out of my aching anal canal. His huge member was making itself well known in my rectum and anal tube as he would twist and pull his massive man muscle back. “Your drink Melissa,” Nick interrupted, with a sly look on his face.“Oh,” I stammered, trying to gain my composure. “Thank you so much.” As I was afraid it would be too obvious to slide my hand out of my skirt, I set the book down with my left hand and took the gin from him. “How much was it?”Nick replied, “Don’t be ridiculous, it’s on me. Promise you’ll join us for a drink a bit later?”His suit didn’t hide the fact he was well built and his pants couldn’t have been any tighter, especially. After the enlightening conversation with the beer guy, I wandered around ogling all the scattered ass around there, and looking for any of the girls I was supposed to be there with. After a while, I found all three, and they all had cups of 'spody' in their hands. Angie was already eating the fruit from the bottom of hers, spiking the little pieces of fruit on the sharp end of a toothpick with a paper umbrella top. Damn, I thought, these frat guys sure go all out. These girls are sitting ducks!. She had a natural sexiness to her that really didn't need any touch up to catch his attention. Her body was of a grown women. Wide hips, round big ass and impressive rack. Like Diane, when ever she bent over he'd just marvel at it. Knowing if behind her, he'd be sending rapid rip tides across her tanned ass. Her slender lips just had him on a constant hard on as he wondered how well her trained mouth would handle his dick. Now his eyes or his plans weren't just on the women of the pharmacy..
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