‘Help me out here,’ she said. ‘Uh… Cindy… we… you don’t have to do anything.’ ‘Be quiet and lift up.’ Ryan obeyed, allowing her to... pull his pants and underwear to his knees. ‘Oh my,’ she gasped when she saw the pulsing head of his penis in the dim light from the street lamp. Ryan’s face turned hot with embarrassment. This is where girls always got scared he thought. ‘Wow,’ she said as she moved her fist up and down the shaft, forcing more blood into the swollen head. ‘Turn the light on,’ she. Emily loved waking up this way, her husband between her legs with her pussy already in his mouth. She cried out as he sucked on her clit and pushed a finger deep inside her wet cunt. ‘Fuck baby, you’re so wet already.’ ‘Mmmm. Keep playing and I’ll get even wetter,’ with that Emily pushed his head back down between her thighs. His wife was getting into it now. Thrusting up into his mouth, pushing his head down. He couldn’t believe how wet she was. His finger was soaked and he was able to slide. She looked forward to seeing more of him. Mistress only took men who where attractive enough arouse her, and Ryan was definitely up to her standards. "So why are you here? What do you think I can do for you?" "Well," Ryan replied, " I can't seem to satisfy my girl-" "First", interrupted Mistress, "if you wish to be here, you will address me as 'Mistress'. That is your first lesson." "I'm sorry Mistress." "It is alright, this time. Now please, continue." "Mistress, my past girlfriends have. I was quite sure that my little sister was in a similarly comatose state in her bed in Reading!xxxxxxxOver breakfast that Friday morning, Julie gave me the third degree about exactly what I had done with Jen. I told her as much as I could remember."Bloody hell, Jon, the two of you must have been going at it hammer and tongs!" It felt a bit like that; Jen wanted to store up some orgasms against the approaching famine, and she didn't want to waste any time sleeping! We were forced to have a.