When he looked down at Jacky she was wrestling his meat from partly opened pants, “You don’t mind, do you? Okxxx Clarice groaned and gasped for breath as his cock pulled out of her throat. I thought you would be happy.” “Oh, I am! Pierce looked at Richard over their glasses, “A toast to our friend, Dick.” Jacky could be heard from the kitchen, “To Dick.” Clarice’s voice followed, “To Dick.” They both giggled. Soon he was fading off again. Suddenly Richard was thrown back to his body as he felt his cock being pinched. He held her head and took over pumping as she lost herself in her orgasm. The phone kept ringing. She did a wonderful job straightening up and arranging her mementos on the dresser.
