I’m not letting you off that light. I thought you hated him.”
“No, I do hate him. Mike placed his hand over Christine’s mouth and started to slide in and out of her ass, Christine moaned painfully and loudly into his palm with each thrust. Fine… And you? Christine tried to slip through the curtain without being noticed but she saw Mike glance at her as she walked in. Mike put the bong down and grabbed Maria’s arm. He reached down, pinched one of her nipples and rubbed her clit with his other hand. Here, you go first.”
“I know but it’s just that I feel like I get so much higher when we smoke out of Jeff’s bongs,” Christine sighed. Christine parted the curtain to see the commotion but she was blocked by a tall, tanned, half white half filipino surfer with a shaved head. In this position Christine’s natural wetness was dripping down her crack and lubricating her anus. He put out his small joint and headed out to the front of the store.
