The redhead was working her ass in little circles back against his swollen rod, the way she knew he liked it! Bitch! She was a hot cunt, all right; he...'d fucked her so many times he'd lost count, but it was always the best when he had them both together... the pair of them. Shit, they were a wild team all right. Suck and fuck a man blind!He watched over Annette's head... staring at Walo's fence- post cock expanding Jan's tight little hole... and it had been tight, he remembered. He grinned to. Chrissie stuck the cutout of her head over top of that of a boy wearingwhite briefs and t-shirts. She copied the image and closed her eyesbefore she looked at it."Cool! So that's what I'd look like. It must be so cool being a boy,"Chrissie observed.As Chrissie looked at the image she felt that same spasm and flush gothrough her like before. It felt so good. She closed her eyes and took adeep breath. She felt a clammy wetness in the crotch of the boy's bikinibriefs she was wearing. Chrissie. Its your turn.’ We drank, we talked, and we bowled. Our food arrived and I paid for it and then we talked, ate, and bowled. Before we knew it we were on our second pitcher, and the food was gone. I had lost the first game 198 to 125 and while I did not blame the beer, I did blame those wonderfully tight shorts, but I did not give a damn. My consolation prize was this lovely young lady draping herself across my lap, kissing me madly. When we passed each other moving off of and onto the lane. "That feels nice," Jean said. "Your hands, I mean. Got a robe I can borrow? We don't want to shake up your dad too much, not right away." Lorena hauled a pale green dressing gown from her closet, and held it so Jean could put it on. The girl leaned back against her, and took Lorena's hands to lift them to the compact cones of her tits. Her hair was close to Lorena's face, and smelled of a sensual perfume. "This feels even better," Jean murmured, practically lost in the translucent robe. Her.