The phone clicked the end of the call. Push the button, hear Siri, say one word: 'Cindy'.Another happy voice, but, hey, it's Cindy, and it's hard for ...me to remember her NOT having a happy voice. "Hello, my Cajun sister," she said."Your house or mine?" Mine! I have cookies!"Three minutes later she's letting me in the front door.Giggle. "Little batch. Baked 'em last night!"I recognized them – Cindy's version of ginger snaps, with exotic spices from Chandra's Spice Box."So what's the phone call. Despite his full strength and best effort, the rope swing continued to flutter and twist and defiantly transfer my body out of the path of his intentions. Luke's beautifully sculpted penis slinging in the breeze might have been arousing if it hadn't been so utterly ineffective. The jabbing into every portion of space between my legs, except for the part that longed for it the most, forced me to bite my lip in a manner he might have interpreted as sexy in order to conceal my laughter. He stopped. And all it took was my tube of spermicide." Kenny's dick felt so good inside me sliding back and forth. Oh, as wonderful as oral sex has been, this was better, lots better. I knew we'd be doing this a lot. And it was really sexy to be with Sandra and Steve, to have them watching us as we had our first time fucking. "I can see why the two of you were attracted to each other, you're both really very attractive and, Lisa, your boobs are so nice, all puffy and pink. I envy you two," Steve said, as. She would then torture my nipples and ass while I came. When I arrived on her doorstep she looked older than her pics. That didn't bother me however. I stripped and went down on her. She gave me no orders, no degradation, nothing. She called me a naughty boy a few times while I sucked on her cunt. She then led me to her bathroom and told me to cum. She watched and giggled while I shot my load onto the floor. No orders to clean it up, no use of my ass, no torture. I left more unsatisfied than.