It barely took me any time at all to get my forefinger back in deep enough to feel her hymen with its tip. She howled as I prodded the membrane, each... nudge applying a bit more pressure than the last. I couldn’t wait any longer. With the taste of her pussy flooding my mouth and the feeling of that tight hole spasming around my finger, all the wild noises emanating from her, I simply couldn’t wait any longer. Hooking my finger inside her, I scooped out as much of her pussy-juice as I. A pair oftights followed, average ones only, he hadn't worked up the courage todare to try a pair of the more exotic styles. His clothing gatheredtogether, he began to rummage the other drawers for the make-up he knewwas littered around.His mother was not an exceptionally organized person, and collections oflipstick, eye liner, foundation and mascara could be found litteredinside her drawers in no particular order. This worked to his advantage,as there was little way to tell if one had been. Lots of privacy. Mmmm. So quaint. And he was the perfect gentleman. Wellperfect man anyway. Now. Where is that big juicy meat I'm craving?" Saraslapped Chris on the butt as she asked."Its on the grill Sara. I just need to pull it off. Be right back," Chrissaid as he grabbed a plate to go get it.Sara smiled as she watched him heading to the door. Chris was about 3"taller and twenty pounds heavier. But he could probably fit into some ofher loose fitting clothes. He was wearing a snug pair of. I reassured her she was perfect and lifted her up again, this time she didn’t back down, instead wrapped her thick legs tightly around my waist and kept kissing me as I moved this show to the bedroom. We stopped first at the start of the hall to kick off our shoes, never once breaking our embrace. Once again before my door to lose my shirt. I opened the door to my bedroom and kicked it shut with the heel of my foot. I stopped by the bed and set her down just on the edge and she stood up to kiss.