“Getting a closer look?” He asked, smiling.I didn't answer. I just clamped my mouth on his pussy. HIS pussy, seems weird writing it even now. ...I chowed down on his cunt like I was starving to death. It didn't take him long to cum. He didn't squirt but he got extremely wet, his juices were all over my face. I slid up his body and slid my cock into his pussy. There it is again, HIS pussy. The sensations and thoughts were all over the place. This was Chris. My best friend. For all. "I'm hungry. Maybe after we eat." She smirked, grabbing a slice of pizza from the box."But why would you even..." Mark was unable to finish the question, when Bridget broke in."Because I don't like to play games, Mark." The was that she pronounced his name brought another throb of blood in his already semi-erect cock. "I don't like to string guys along, for free meals like half the bitches in this dorm. You're cute, and I want to get to know you better."She paused, taking a huge bite of her. Still humming as I expertly cut the vegetables, my hips swaying in time with the music. Adding them to the bowl and covering it with saran wrap before returning it to the refrigerator to stay cool. Tapping my lip with my finger wondering which dressing Daddy would prefer tonight and thinking it best to stay with the Italian that I make and he seems to love so much. Opening the cabinet again and spotting the glass container for making the dressing I walk over and retrieve the stool from the. The sensations that are running through my body are unbelievable! You’re driving me absolutely crazy and I can no longer hold back. You begin to finger-fuck me faster and harder and insert another finger into my hungry pussy! Now you remove your thumb from your clit and your mouth takes its place. Your tongue gently kissing you and then sucking me, getting me more horny, hotter and wetter. You return your thumb to rubbing my clit. Now I’m crying out with pleasure asking you to finish… then you.