“Harder”.Her warm, soft, breath on his face. She smells like roast potatoes, wine and lust. Blake thrusts unexpectedly and quickly, the shock maki...ng her gasp. It’s a dirty sound in the quiet night and he almost loses his load.She sits still then, impaled, goading him, one hand exploring his chest, wreathing her slender hand through springy chest hair and hot skin. Her cheeks are flushed. He cups her hips, one in each ham hand, until he thrusts his cock once more into the peach of her sex, heels. She lowered herself down and grasped my cock in her hand and began to suck with renewed vigor. My hands grasped her ass as I shoved my tongue deep into her sweet seventeen year old pussy. As we continued our sixty nine I found myself staring up at her crinkled little anus. Remembering her admiration of my finger play back there I pushed her body forward and spread her cheeks. Her mouth was pushed from my dick and she returned her tongue to my balls. I planted soft kisses up her pussy lips and. You’re all fucking gorgeous. I’m… like… well, look at me… I mean, what woman would want to fuck me?’ ‘Me!’ said Nancy, very firmly. ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘but that’s different…’ ‘How is it different?’ ‘Well, like, because we’re an item…’ ‘We are now’ she said, with careful emphasis. ‘Like, that’s the point, isn’t it?’ Mrs Price sort of called us to order and said OK, what did everyone think about me doing the fucking. She went round us, one at a time, and if seemed even more weirdly schoolteachery.. As I carried all the plates to the kitchen, Leah went back into the master bedroom. She came back out carrying a black gift bag. I didn't recognise the logo on the side.She motioned for me to leave the dishes in the sink and join them back by the fire.Leah and Katie both looked nervous. I glanced over at Melinda; she looked just as curious as me."We wanted to ask you both for something," Leah began nervously. Katie reached over and patted her hand reassuringly."What is it, sweetie?" Melinda.