" About a minute later, in an amazing sleight of hand, a pickle appeared on my plate. The pickle was slightly disheveled and a little worse for wear, ...smelled like a pickle and something else familiar. Marisa smirked at me, "Aren’t you going to eat your pickle?" I put on a western drawl, "Mamma always told me to finish whatever someone is nice enough to fix up on your plate. Ah believe ah’ll enjoy this," and I made a slow meal out of the pickle with my eyes focused on Marisa’s. When desserts. Afetr you cum we roll over and I suck on your nipples as you ride me harder you lean down and we kiss and suck on each others tongues until we cum together .I tell you I can't hold back much longer and you tell me your almost there to as we fuck harder and you grip me tighter we both lose it and cum . We lay in our sweat and cum and kiss and hold each other for some time .Then we go and take a shower together washing each other when you drop to your knees and suck on my balls and lick them. .. Party? Oh I will give if you come here ... no problem I invite everybody let's celebrate here. Ok I will you later I was getting ready for bath ok, ok thanks again for wishing and she hung up the phone. As she was speaking she had raised her hand I found armpit full of hairs there. I don't like hairs on women body. As she was playing with her hairs on her head her boobs jiggled a bit. I wanted to see them nude but it was not possible as she called me so many times. I was to satisfy by mere. We stuttered, stammered and got up out of bed. Sarah's mom stood there looking at us. A big smile came across her face. She opened her arms, hugged both of us and kissed us happily. We were in total shock. "Welcome home," said Elaine. I muttered, "Welcome home." "Thank you. Elaine, get upstairs before Sarah's dad gets in. You young man get dressed, I want to talk to you later," Sarah's mom said. She moved closer to me, put her arms around me and hugged me tightly. She kissed me full on the.