“Fuck. She touched my hand and interlocked her fingers with mine, turning round to look at me as she did so. Xnx I’ll pick you up at seven.” The phone beeped as she hung up the phone. Sarah’s hand was making its way down my chest, slowly reaching the rapidly growing bulge in my jeans. I began to move my fingers in and out of Sarah’s soaking wet fuckhole and her moans became more rapid. I needed things to change, one way or another. Sarah stopped jacking me off and pulled my fingers out of her pussy, putting them up to her mouth. Rub my soaking wet pussy just like that. “Oh my God Sarah. It’s all just a fucking waste of time and effort!” Sarah’s voice was cracking up now, I could tell that she had given up holding back the tears.




















