. . as pain and pleasure shot through my body. I began to beg him to suck "harder" . . . “Please!!!" He undid the snap at the top of my shorts and t...hen he sucked and bit on my skin just below my navel. With little effort, he yanked the shorts to the floor . . . and then completely off . . . making me totally naked in front of the fully aroused and very determined man. And then as I looked down, he sat face to face with my dripping wet pussy. I had forgotten that I was not wearing any panties,. Besides how many times do I have to tell you, Mama, you are not a pretty crier.’ Lynn laughed as the four women formed a circle of love, a girly group hug, Lynn knew one thing: she might have shitty taste in men, but damn did she have amazing children. As if reading her mother’s mine, the youngest voice of reason, the soul that was born old, shoved her mother through the door to her waiting brother, ‘Quit worrying, Mommy. This time we choose him for you. And we gots good taste in men.’ Her son,. As my fingers brushed her skin she shivered. Eventually I found myself face to face with her perfect little pussy.Placing the index fingers of each hand to the sides of her luscious lips, I pulled her pussy open until I had as much pink sweet pussy flesh exposed as I could. Laying my tongue flat against it, I moved my head around in slow tiny circles."Oh that is good..." Melody moaned, "Mmmm baby keep doing that..."I kept it up for quite a while until I could tell her excitement was about to. ..*Isha does homework or is in the middle of a weight lift, he kisses me when I go to him. I can hear his music around his ears, and our lip smacks are sometimes on beat with it. Some songs have us kiss harder. Some softer. His instrumental songs always make our kisses feel like a movie. And his death metal always make kisses feel like a battle.One February night, Isha wakes me up in tears. "Gabe. Hey, Gaaaabe."I twist in my doggy onesie that I sleep in, he starts to rub my back and I slowly.