Amy had first caught her eyes from across the bar. Well, that was the story Amy was going with. Truth is, as Amy’s open palm first made a good solid contact with Mandy’s ass, it really did not matter how they met. Certainly the eight men surrounding and observing the two brunettes did not care how they had met. The smack …
press play… Catching the signal from one of her friends, Angela brushed her skirt, took a deep breath and walked towards where he was sitting. Her heart thumped hard as the heels of her black thigh boots clicked across the wooden floor. Why did the music have to go quiet now? Her eyes travelled over him…his short brown hair, white …
Amy lowered herself onto the erection with a sigh and squeaks from her thigh PVC boots. She loved the initial feeling when the warm head parted her lips and pushed in. Her leg muscles relaxed as she sat back on him and just enjoyed the full feeling. However, Clancy, here was a big guy. Certainly he was bigger than average and it …
Amy lifted her left leg and placed the toe of her boot squarely between Steve’s naked thighs. She briefly considered the damage she could do…a good thing she liked the guy. “So now what should I do with you?” He struggled against his restraints causing the chair to rattle on the cement floor. Such a large muscled man as Steve …
Amy’s black PVC boots came well up her thighs and squeaked slightly as she shifted. Being the boots were all she wore, the stone wall was freezing cold against her back. Her clothes were piled…well…dropped on top of a dumpster in the dark and wet alley. She had been in a long black skirt and red sweater…a conservative look to hide her …
Amy grabbed her breasts and massaged them. Her hips grinding up into each of Bruce’s thrusts that came harder and harder as her legs squeezed him. He slowed for just enough time to pull legs up over his shoulders so he could fold her like a pretzel and thrust even harder. Her hands slipped away to his hips and pulled, …
