Chill Night With My Big Ass Girlfriend

“Wish me luck.”

“You won’t need it.” I reply with a knowing smile. Sally wraps her arms around me in a hug and I sob uncontrollably into her shoulder. us… “Hey,” he turns back and points at me cheekily “Stay Sexy.”

I smile back at him, watching as he leaves. I wince as I feel his cockhead force my hole wider, working it’s way inside centimetre by centimetre. He grabs my hips and pumps my ass hard, my screams and squeals spurring him on. She literally drags me to the ladies room, turning and hugging me as soon as we’re through the door. Though both of us want more, we have no time, we get dressed and head to our last breakfast together for just over for three months. He lubes his middle finger, sliding it in and gently stretching it, adding a second when I tell him and eventually a third, opening me nice and wide. Hell, I’m tempted to myself and I wouldn’t blame Andy if he did!). “An itch only Josh can scratch…” she says, hintingly. I groan long and gutturally, a twinge of pain every now and again, my orgasm building much faster now and I start to lose my mind a little.