I have to say at this point I nearly lost it as it gave me immense pleasure to be pleasing the girl I loved so much.“Fuck scott that was insane” s...he murmured, looking to me with the perfect mixture of satisfaction but continued lust. “And it’s only just begun” I whispered biting down on her earlobe.“Your turn” she hissed back pushed me onto my back and unzipping my jeans. I pulled them off in a rush and looked down to see my pulsating cock form a tent at my boxers. Carefully, she pulled down my. I kissed her, and her mouth opened to accept my probing tounge. Normally Debbie is somewhat aggressive when we kiss, but she seemed to be, well, submissive is the word. I brushed my lips across her cheek, nibbled her neck, and then wispered in her ear. "You'll have to fuck your brains out." I want to." You'll be sucking cock all weekend." I want to." You'll probably wind up getting it up your ass." I want to."I looked in her eyes again. Her face was flushed, and she had that 'I'm fuckable' look. I slowly arose till my head was above his chest. I traced his nipples with my tongue and ran it down to his belly button. I came to the white substance and I gently licked the wet salty puddle from his chest. And as James groaned, I knew it was an approval. I swallowed and felt James hands roam over my back. ‘Ride me baby. I want to feel you.” he moaned. ‘Oh yeah. I want you sweetheart.” I replied. As he guided me to his still very hard cock, I held my breath. I grabbed his cock and gently. “That’s how we girlfriends all knew Pete Porter, who lived next door to her. You should’ve seen Pete then, Rebecca, I mean, other than the scar on his head where his father tried to crush his skull, and his gammy leg, he was scrummy. I mean he was every girl’s dream when he was 17 and 18. He lived here in what was then a restaurant.”“Pete told me that he lived here once.”“I think he lived here from birth until 18, it had been a restaurant for a long time. He and Ann Jackson were great friends,.