My first drink with my dad was something special. It was his way of saying he trusted me to be an adult. I was a little younger than you are now.” H...s father poked their campfire with a stick. It was warm for a late autumn night but all four men were bundled up and sitting near the fire. Their two tents at their back.“I was about his age.” Mr Henson said.“My dad was a teetotaler.” Mr Zucker said. “I feel like I missed out on something.”Adam nodded. He looked past the fire to the bag he had. Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been in her life, so it was easy to guide him in. Jacks hands slid to her ass and he pressed, following the rhythem of her hips as she thrusted him deeper, and deeper and deeperrrr. Ilanas heartbeat quickened, and her hands moved to Jacks hair, his hat on the ground, her fingers exploring. She began to moan again, against his lips, over and over, as if nothing else in the world mattered but this being who was inside of her, moving inside of her, pleasuring. Every girl’s massage was just like the other girl’s. The men’s hands were deep in our pussies. They were finger fucking all of us very hard. “Oh Jesus this feels so fucking good. Victoria I think this is amazing. We are all going to come together. Oh fucking hell.” The massage guys were finger fucking us all so fast. We were all thrashing on the massage tables. “Okay guys you can all fuck us now.” All the men took off their clothes. We were all on our backs and they all slid into our. The older guy just must have a sexless marriage or a sad life without any pussy in it. "Damn she is tight," the older guy moaned and grunted. His balls were slapping my ass. Suddenly, he slipped out of me, and shoved the man in my mouth away. He placed his cock, covered with my pussy juices into my mouth. It tasted surprisingly good, and I happily sucked his cock as he pounded my mouth with a force I had come to know from him. I would rather have him in my mouth than anywhere else. The other.
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