Evans,” I said, my voice strangled. Evans said, her dark fingers gripping my pale hands as she led me into her living room. Just open the window and air the room out. She crawled closer, pillowing her tits on my lap, soft and dark on my pale thighs. My heart pounded in my chest as I gripped her, squeezing her, loving the feel of her working up and down my futa-cock. “Yes, yes,” she moaned. A piece of paper covered in Ms. She stroked the base of my cock, her hand brushing the lips of my pussy on every downstroke. But you’re the only one in this town.” She released me and grabbed my tank top. “Ooh, we have a great haul,” my friend said before vanishing into hers with an armload of clothes. Her hands squeezed her ebony tits harder about my cock. “You’re incredible, Alyessa! My pussy clenched, drinking in the sensations. Minx,” I groaned as she sauntered into the room, my cheeks burning. I didn’t want this to ever stop. “Oh, Alyessa, is my pussy as good as Mrs. Evan’s sucked all the cum out of me. Now I don’t think I can. I shuddered as the ecstasy filled me, my fingers biting into her ass. Made me feel special. Her snatch squeezed and relaxed, massaging me, teasing me.
