I groan loudly, thrusting upwards while you pleasure me, flicking your tongue over my sensitive organ and pumping it now and again between your finger...s.I buck a few times- almost releasing my orgasm but somehow manage to stop it from erupting, and look into your eyes and beckon you to come back up.You do so slowly and once there, we kiss so passionatelyI whisper "I want to pleasure you, straddle my face" with a smile.You slide up, caressing my dick with your wet mound and playfully teasing. She told me that her roommates have gone home for vacation and we are staying in the house for a day and next day both my sister and I are shifting to a new house. She told me that mom suggested it would be better if we both stay to gather in the same house as am new to this city. I was happy for that and for that wrapped my hands around her arms and thanked her for helping me.Till that moment I did not have any feeling for her but once after entering the house I was kind a started feeling. ”“Now we come to the heart of the matter,” I said, “The reason you were able to do it, and thought that you could continue, was because I trusted you. To paraphrase Rhett Butler, ‘Frankly my dear, I don’t trust you’.” Then I rolled over, turning my back to Connie, and fell asleep to her soft sobs.The end came, not with a bang but a whimper, and reads like such a cliché that I’m almost embarrassed to write it down.I had an out-of-town business trip that ended early, and although I told myself I. Each day, Bree was there, pretending to read her book and sunbathe as I worked. On the first day, she wore a virginal white one piece suit that, when wet, clearly showed the shadows of her small, pink areolas and her pubic bush.Several times, she made it a point to slowly wade into the pool up to her neck, taking care not to wet her stylishly coiffed hair.Candy came out at noon with a small birthday cake and sang 'Happy Birthday' to her daughter in a pleasant contralto. I was eating my own.