“You made it that way!” he said, as he lifted her scrub top over her head. She had a pretty matching bralette on- no wires or padding. Her firm ni...pples were jutting through the soft fabric, and he could feel the precum seeping down his cock. He knelt down and started to lick her nipples through the bra, circling gently with his tongue and leaving wet patches behind. Jessica moaned. “Take it off John, take it all off. I want you inside me”. “What, are you ready? Don’t you want your pussy eaten. ‘Ah…I…I’m, ah, fine,’ Lonnie replied. Lonnie looked at Ann and was tempted to pinch himself. He thought she looked even prettier than she had the day before. She had on a mid-calf length cream-colored skirt with buttons up the front. Most of the buttons were open and a finely-formed leg encased in dusky pantyhose showed where the skirt gapped. Over the skirt, she wore a lace camisole that looked transparent, but wasn’t. It clung to her lithe upper body like a second skin. A cream-colored jacket. ............................This is a story about me and my best friend.I tried once when we in high school when we were drinking at my sister's house but he didn't like the advises so i stopped..... A long time had passed we got older, didn't see much of each other, over time but some times our paths crossed...We would talk about old times and what we were up to.. One time he asked me if he could stay at my house because he did not have a place to stay since his girlfriend was kicking him. "Hmm," I replied. "I guess I would first need to see what it is exactly you do with the horses," I said, winking. She seemed to get the message quickly and turned to Patricia. "Are there some stallions you haven't finished yet?" she asked. Patricia smiled. "I was going to Furio next," she said. She was a cute girl, about 20 years old, with the black hair and pale skin of her mother, but taller than her, and with less apparent asian features. She led us out the box into another one, where a.