He could see how much fun his longhaired biker friend was having. Sex vedio She could see across from her through the steam of the smashed engine, the crippled bus on its side after sliding down the embankment from the road. He’d seen her straightaway, waif slim, all American cute; all that he hated and hated him. “Can you feel it can you feel my hand?” The wrist twisted feeling the bump of his cock against her fleshy inside wall. Her head was bumping forward at each deep cock filling rut of the man behind. “Oh fuck I cant fucking pull out.” He laughed, “fucking bitch has a vice like grip on me.”
The coffee skinned torso of the man beneath her was half naked his orange jumpsuit ripped open his powerful fingers on one hand kneading her perfect dome tit while the other tried to open spider leg wide inside her tight screaming tunnel. As the prison wagon steadied he realised they’d done it, they taken control. Louise’s mind was repeating over and over,” just do what they say, just do what they say!” Her eyes were glazed, detached from reality. As moans and yelps came into clearer focus and her bodily sensations firmed she finally guessed they’d been in a crash.
