.I'm yours…”She smirked, once again holding out her hand to beckon to me with two fingers. “I know.”I laughed. “You know, if you use those f...ingers properly, you just might hear and feel something even better than my pee.”“Lay on the bed, little one,” she murmured. “Let me take care of you.”I did as I was told, spreading my legs and watching her reach into the bottom drawer for lube. Honestly, I didn't think we'd need it, but I figured it was better to have it out and not need it. She smiled. Kobi let out a surprised yell at being picked up. He carried her over to the bed and threw her on to the bed. Bill jumped onto the bed next to her and was helping her get on top of him. He pushed his cock in her pussy and let her bounce up and down on his cock. Kobi was finally in control and took full advantage of it. She bounced and pounced on his cock trying to make him cum. But Bill met her intensity and fucked her back just as hard. There bodies moved up and down in unison as the sounds of. However, before I would ever do that, I want to be sure she is really squeaky clean, and Jennifer wouldn’t have been when we met before. After our shower, she would be, especially because I would make sure of it and, after we dried ourselves off, my tongue would spend as much time on her ass as my cock would. As is my wont, I intended to eat her pussy before I started on her rear pleasure hole, and spend a long time helping her give us both an evening and, hopefully, a morning of sexual. When the downbeat continues to switch from left to right, it’s really hard to have a limp beat competing with it.“Faster!” Nanette hollered. I picked up the pace while I contemplated whether my musical career was as fraudulent as the professor’s. I practiced hard and had accomplished a lot in the two years I’d been playing guitar. I was learning the viola da gamba and the mandolin. But the hard work—training my fingers and developing muscle memory—had been done before I inhabited this body. I.