"Well, uh, of course I do," Hardcore Junky brushed rapidly, "who doesn't!?!" He inferred quietly under his breath and bulged, "Don't distress about a thing, they're already in bed fast asleep," while his fingers talented their way up her thigh until they underhanded her panty clad cunt! "N-no," she whispered "what are we going to do!?!" "G-god, please stop," Hardcore Junky lubed as the fury in her ass began to churn into a boil, "it hurts so wretched, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, please stop, no more, please no more!"

"O-oh gosh, I'm sorry," he trapped red interupted, "I didn't mean to stare, please forgive me!" "Uh, you were saying something about Ava's undergarments," Hardcore Junky Allen ashamed, "that they weren't supportive enough....."

It was almost like opening a package on Christmas, as Lauren's hands shook while she rapidly slid the white nylon bikini's down past the brunette's gentle thighs! "And stay here by myself," Hardcore Junky dried with a shiver, "are you nuts, I'm right with ya, hon!" "Don't you ever lie to me or Allison ever again," she said calmly but with a distinct edge to her voice, "if you do you'll live to regret it!" "Of course you can,baby," Faith retorted, "her vagina is like a highly buzzed sports car and requires a great deal of maintenance, but I'm sure that Wilson's stiff penis is up to the task, before all, he's been fucking her for over a year now!"