She must have wanted this to happen. Why else the change of outfit? Something subconscious, she guessed. “Go into the ladies room and push two fingers as far up inside you as you can. Scoop out your nectar and bring it back here to the bar.” Mark pointed to the Ladies room. Tiffany didn't say anything, but amateur she hesitated. “Go!” Mark repeated. Tiffany almost jumped and scurried into the half light. When she returned, her hand carried upright, Mark said;”Wait for the bartender to come over. When he does make sure he is watching while you rub your fingers around the openings of my nose. Mark summoned the bartender with an upward bob of his head. When he approached Mark indicated to Tiffany to rub it on his nose. As she wiped the still wet digits along his nose, Mark said loudly; “You have the sweetest smelling pussy, Tiffany.” She tilted her head and stared daggers at Mark. The bartender hesitated and then said “Another round?.” “Just the check”, Mark smiled. He guided them to the sundeck and up the stairs to the platform used for sunbathing during the day. In a variation on the famous scene from 'Titanic', they stood at the front edge of the railing. At this late hour, no one was around. Mark took Tiffany's hips in his big hands and pulled her ass out and away from the rail. Tiffany was forced to support herself on the rail as her round cheeks raised to their limit in the stilletto's. Mark unzipped himself, pushed up Tiffanys Blowjobs dress and entered her from the rear. She was still dripping from the earlier session and Marks stiff meat easily slid up into her tightness. “Oh.” Trish moaned into the warm night air as Mark held her and rhythmically indian pounded away. She shifted slightly to get her balance right as he stepped up the pace. Her breasts swayed back and forth with the rhythm. “Slap my ass.” She groaned. He complied and the thought of reddening her white globe added to his excitement. Mark grunted as he shot a load into her quivering pussy. He reached down and milked the semen from his ten incher into Tiffany. Mark repositioned her to face him. He reached down to her sex and pushed two fingers up inside her as far as they would reach. Her curved his fingers and scooped out some of the sticky load. With his other hand he pushed her head back slightly as he fed her the sauce. “Open your mouth and clean my fingers” He whispered into her ear. Tiffany's eyes rolled back in her head as she opened her lipsticked mouth and sucked off Marks fingers. “Say Thank You.” Mark instructed. Tiffany complied. “Tell me you are a lucky slut.” “I'm lucky.” Mark lightly slapped her cheek. “Say it all.” “I am a lucky slut to taste your come. Thank you for fucking me with your magnificent tool.” Mark pulled her close and smelled his own semen on her breath. “Thats right, now kneel down and clean off my cock and put it back.” Tiffany's knees hurt as she knelt on the rough surface, but she was afraid to complain. She swallowd her juices and Marks sticky goo and pushed his now flaccid meat into the his shorts. Her anus relaxed and Hayden slipped deep inside of her. I leaned forward and the Blowjobs sweet smell of her sex drew me downwards. My tongue fluttered up and down her hot cuntlips. She looked in the need of cumming. Julie gasped as the shoe slipped just inside her soaking wet slit. "Yes sir" she replied in tears. He banged her with fervent force and the bed springs kept time like a tambourine. “That's hot to watch,” moaned Tamara, sitting up. The flurry of activity crawled to a stop as we watched in growing horror as civil defense commands in Australia, Japan, and Canada echoed similar warnings to their citizens. I wasn’t at all surprised to find her oozing nectar, indian and nectar it was--thick and sweet and as delicious as that of the finest fruit one could find. As I was very young i told my mother that i need some more time. “you get many tit wanks from strangers in a bathroom?” she growled, I shook my head as she continued her efforts, growing more and more frenzied as she went. Harry fucked his professor for a few minutes as she built up to an orgasm. Next she squatted down so that her pussy was just a few inches from my face. “Oh, you naughty boy!” She says happily. “That's it, Melody,” he said. Emily then said that she was going to fart pretty soon. I pulled out the orc’s provisions, and a length of rope that had been tied to the back of the cart. My top is made from the same obscenely-tight navy fabric. “Anyways, so everyone’s going to Jeremy’s after the dance. A hand rested on her hip, another came around to press against her flat stomach and pull her into James' embrace. “Better make sure it’s safe.” She pushed the door open slowly amateur and we poked our heads around. Both vehicles are newer cars, one a Ford Flex the other a GMC SUV. Kate began to rub herself more vigorously. I’ve been texting and calling non stop.”