Beth." There, the cat was out of the bag. I'd written a hot little story once about Sara, her friend, Beth, and me, describing in great detail the fun... we all had after I had come home from a night out while they'd been babysitting. Her friend had always seemed more sexual, more outgoing. And I'd hoped they'd both be awesome to fool around with, so I wrote a little story to that affect. "I want to read it." It wasn't a request. Well, I'd gone this far, I might as well let her, I thought, hoping. I removed my khakis and slid them down and my cock sprang to attention."Damn. You are something else. Well, he left you one more present tonight. Something he wanted you to have. Come over here," Sandy said in a very commanding tone.She fumbled with her denim skirt and zipped it down pulling it off. "Kneel down there and lick my pussy," she directed.I stared at her shaven pussy lips and could already see the semen that was dripping down her leg. "Lick damnit," Sandy said as she grabbed the back. Despite this Sarah still wanted a little bundle of joy so by autumn, 1971 it was Fucking every chance we had when she was in her fertile period whenever we could be on her own. Sarah is a passionate woman and holds nothing back when we fuck, groaning, panting and turning me on with her vocal urging, but in ourbin laws house she nearly burst a few times holding back frightened her parents might over hear our screwing sessions! I told her often that of course they,d know what we were up to as. Her face was a bright red blush that I found strikingly beautiful. Wishing I’d not reached for my phone, wishing I could have that view in front of me forever, I forced out a laugh. Melissa looked into my eyes, and straightened up. “Actually, yes.” She brushed back her hair from her eyes and pulled her shirt back up; the bra was still stuck up to where she’d put it before.Awed, I watched as Melissa posed for me, putting her shoulders back so that her tits stuck out at me, bouncing slightly with.