"I was thinking about tuning up my mom's car on Sunday," I said to Josh's dad as we drove to the Blockbuster movie place. We were riding in the front ...of his old pickup truck, on the bench seat with me in the middle between him and Josh."Oh yeah?" Mr. Evans nodded. "You think you can do it by yourself, Sam?" I'm gonna help," Josh said, even though I hadn't mentioned it to him before then, it was just sorta assumed."Big job, doing a tune-up," Mr. Evans shrugged. "Maybe I could give you guys a. It was so shocking that I must confess that I spurted my seeds all over the closet door wishing that it was my own tongue inside my sister rather than the pretty maids instead.Rebecca was obviously in seventh heaven screaming and yelling out, “Oh, my God, I have never had that before. What are you doing to me, you little devil?Her juices spurted out once again covering the maid’s face with her sparkling dew.“I am so sorry, Molly, I can’t help myself. It was so unexpected. Oh, my, it was so. It didn't take much to get Lindsey to bring me back to her room. She was a vapid Jewish slut if there ever was one, and it only took a wink and a big black grin to make her remember that she'd always wondered if she could take a black man between her pale white legs.Jewish sluts like Lindsey always take the first load down their throat. Lindsey brought me to her spacious college bed and parted her lips so I could let her taste the black cock she'd been craving. She slobbered down that long. Binding me up so I couldn't move and you gave me a horny look and a smile. I blushed again as you started to feel me down, kissing every new skin you could get as you undressed the dress. Lying just in the corset and panties I felt very sexy, especially as I could see that you loved what you saw. You started with removing the corset, string by string following with kisses at every new revealing skin. I started to moan more loudly and you whispered to me that I should be silent as a mouse or I.