***
John slowly shut his mouth and made his eye blink.
“Have you gone crazy??” He asked.
“Yes…I’ve gone crazy and there’s nothing I can do” She snapped, almost in tears.
She quickly took the hair band from her wrist and tied her hair up.
John gasped when she suddenly took his pyjamas and underpants down at a go.
He tried pushing her and that was the exact moment her mouth collected the whole of his flaccid d_1ck.
“Oh sh!t” He gasped, and quickly pulled her hair in order for her to concede but it only helped her.
Her head went down, taking his d_1ck in and out, rhythmatically.
Its not only her that gets to be horny too, you know.
“Maureennn” He groaned, looking out of the window but his eyes fell on the dark silent street which rain poured down on
Maureen was good at it, no doubt.
John felt his legs shaking and he quickly held his parted thighs.
Maureen head was sinked in between, her tongue twisting and twirling around his huge erected d_1ck in her flexible accommodating mouth.
Her lips shaped to his shaft. His balls sucked and licked too.
“F*ck” He groaned, hoarsely.
“You’ll think she’s innocent when she isn’t. I mean, look at her dolly cute face. Where did she learn this from?” He thought and looked down.
She made a slurping sound before taking her mouth away. She gasped for breath and looked at him.
His eyes was down though. He was panting, with his lips slightly parted maybe for easy and better breathing?
She had her slender girly fingers around his d_1ck, massaging it and her short nails gently teasing his balls.
She inhaled deeply and stood up. Her other leg went the side of his left thigh while the other leg stayed at the right side.
She took her hand off his d_1ck and stood up a bit
Immediately, she took her bumshot off. And, held his d_1ck again.
“Gooshh” She purred as she guided his d_1ck into her honey pot.
She finally landed her soft butt on his laps.
“Oh f*ck” She almost cried as she started riding him.
“Oh d@mn” John groaned and held the steering wheel with his right hand tightly like he was above to drive.
“Ouch. F*ck…Oh F*ck…Please…John…yes,,, give it to me. Don’t stop” She Mõ@ned out with a sharp vibrating tone.
John was hammering into her, roughly now and her body wriggled against him.
She surrounded an arm around his shoulders while one hand of hers supported the front screen of the car, as he went faster, his balls slamming the outer walls of her pu$$y.
The smacking sound against their bodies was insanely loud but the loud sounds of the rainfall dominated.
John took her simple lingerie down and it fell off to his thighs.
“Oh yes!!” She screamed cutely as he went madly into her. She felt her precvm sliding down already.
John squeezed her B@@bs and she gasped. She starred riding him faster, though not faster than he had been th-ru_sting.
He was busy sucking her small B@@bs now.
“Yeah…Ouch!” She slurred.
The car was shaking and squeaking endlessly but they cared not.
John suddenly gave her a forced th-ru_st with his large d_1ck and she exclaimed loud in delight.
****
“Hmm” Natalie hummed, and quickly covered her mouth. She was laying on the bed but on the side of her body.
She was backing Clark who was giving her slow and pleasurable th-ru_sts.
“Ouch” She Mõ@ned, and tightly closed her eyes.
Clark watched as his temple came in and out of her humbly.
“Faster Clark, pleaseee” She sobbed and he suddenly held her close, his arms around her waist.
“F*ck” She whispered as she felt his th-ru_sting faster and harder than before. He was jamming her crazily.
“Is this Clark from before?” She thought, shockingly.
He was driving her p**sy roughly. His other hand squeezed her squishy @$$ as his elongated huge d_1ck drove in and out of her pu$$y.
His Sëx¥ and cute groans kept slamming her ears which made her get all wet the more.
“You aren’t drunk, are you?” Clark asked, with a low grunt, kissing the hollow of her neck.
Natalie folded her lips and shook her hard.
“I’m not drunk. I’m okay…In my right senses” She mumbled and swallowed hard.
“Yes baby!! F*ck me as you please!! I’m not f*cking drunk…Yes!” She squeaked, dancing around his groin.
****
♪I love it when you call me señorita♪
♪I wish I could pretend I didn’t need ya♪
♪But every touch is ooh-la-la-la♪
♪It’s true, la-la-la♪
♪Ooh, I should be runnin’♪
♪Ooh, you keep me coming for ya♪
Prisca sang along as she moved her head in rhythm whilst feeling the beat.
She was drinking a glass of tequila by the counter with others.
Many were still on the dance floor though. She was looking around tol.
Suddenly, the person drinking next to her barfed around and the vomit stained Prisca and her lingerie.
“Darn you!!” Prisca yelled and stood up quickly.
“Hey, What’s your problem!!!” Prisca shouted at the drunk girl who was just laughing like a lunatic.
“Brute” She spat and hurried into one of the empty rooms. She entered the bathroom immediately.
Meanwhile, at the balcony of that particular room was Desmond standing.
He had a sweet smile in his face and his eyes was down, looking at his phone.
He was looking at a picture. A picture of him and Whitney. The romantic picture they took at the couple contest back then at summer camp.
He zoomed it to her smiling face and he smiles wider. However, the smile left his face when he remembered Jayden had her.
“I really want you Whitney” He mumbled.
He let out a sad sigh and kept his phone back into his pocket. He looked at the dark sky which poured down cats and dogs.
“Hmm…What a night” He muttered as he found his way back into the room.
He stopped when he saw a girl whose body was wet, wearing a white towel. She was backing him.
“Hey!! Who are you??” He asked in a demanding tone.
The person slowly turned to him and his eyes grew wide when he saw Prisca.
“Prisca??” He was surprised.
He scanned her body from head to toe.
“What the hell are you doing here?” She snapped, covering her body with her arms like the towel wasn’t enough.
“What do you mean by that? Hey, for your information, I was here first”
“Shut up you liar! I was here first!” She spat and rushed to him.
“Get out!” She nudged him.
However, he was adamant. He h@tëd Prisca’s attitude. And for the fact he was there first and she still acted all ill-natured made him mad.
“I said get out!” She yelled and pointed at the door.
As soon as her arm straightened, pointing at the door, her towel fell to the floor.
Desmond eyes widened and Prisca gasped.
TBC
