STORY # 2 — TRICIA INTRODUCTION This particular Saturday Belinda Jennings and her two daughters were on their way home after cheerleading practice. ...Judy and her daughter Tricia had joined the Jennings and were in the same car as they drove back from the school. Judy heard a groan come from the back seat and then another one. When she turned around she saw that Tricia, who was seated between the twins, had her sweater and bra pushed up over her breasts, her skirt was bunched at the waist and her. "Does she do it real good?" she asked. "Yes, she does. A blowjob's always good," I replied.Glenda gripped me gingerly at first, and I closed my hand tightly about hers to encourage her to make a fist. "Rub it up and down, baby," I cooed. "Yeah, that's the way. Now stretch those pretty lips over your teeth and take just the head into your mouth. Let your mouth and tongue concentrate on my most sensitive spot, on the bottom just behind the head."Glenda puckered up and bent down, her soft brown. I only had a few minutes, alas, so I didn't have the time to give Johnthe long, slow, languorous blowjob that I wanted to. I took my time atfirst, teasing, tasting, getting him all worked up, but another littletug of my hair set me off again, and soon I was bobbing my head back andforth, stroking the base of his cock, slick with my saliva, sucking hardevery time I pulled back, then releasing the pressure as I movedforward, feeling the head of that hefty tool pressing the back of mythroat... I. I told him I was and he grabbed my hips to press and then he was properly in me. After just a few thrusts the intensity of the feeling, having both holes filled, was too much and I started to come, very hard this time. Mark and Simon paused in their movements until my orgasm was over and then they started to thrust, again. At first they were finding it hard to get into any rhythm, but after a couple of minutes they got themselves into a pattern of alternate thrusting. The tightness of my ass.