She licked the dampness off them.Her pussy was dripping juices down to her ankles. I placed the gas lighter on her clit. She gasped and sunk her teeth... into my underwear, preparing for the shock. The spark traveled on her legs, following the river of pussy juice. She gasped. Her legs were shaking. Her pussy looked like a collapsing dam, squirting everywhere on my bedsheets.Turns out her nectar was an excellent conductor of electricity. So, I pushed the gas lighter inside her pussy. “Wait! What. I was checking myself in the mirror when Andy asked me to model them for him. I didn't think anything about it and stepped out. He asked me to turn around and told me to try on another pair. I heard him walk away as I changed into another pair of jeans. As I came out, Andy approached me with a pair of jeans. He quickly dismissed the pair I had on and told me to try on the ones he handed me. I noticed they were very tight fitting and low cut. I was struggling to fit into them. I squatted down to. Waves of shock and nausea penetrated her being, and she let her mouth go slack, sucking in deep breaths of air to keep from blacking out. She desperately spread her legs wider apart to help ease the pain that was racing up from the base of her spine and exploding into a million multi-colored flashes in her tortured brain.A hot thick tongue lapped crazily at the brown, budded peaks of her quivering tits, spilling its saliva forth in gushes of hot, humid wetness, as the huge, pulsating rod of. But I gathered my thoughts and pushes the clothes out of the way and started on the project.I was about half was about half way through with the line when sara came home. She walked in her bedroom and smiled at me. "Heeeeyy Adam, what's up?" "Not much" I responded. Sara walks over to observe what I was working on. "Hey Adam, do you mind if I change real quick so I can get going?" "Oh, No problem." I walked out of the room as she closed the door behind her. I walked to the kitchen to grab some.