" The candlelight flickered and glowed as he kissed his way down my stomach, nibbling my hip, and moving oh so slowly down the inside of my thigh. I ...spread my legs wider and hooked an ankle over his shoulder as he teased me. Getting just close enough. I could feel his hot breath on my pussy and I arched into him, begging him. The first touch of his tongue was so sweet I couldn't help the whimpers. I hooked my other ankle over the first and forced his face against my pussy, rocking my hips. You should've known it was too good to be true, that a girl like that would be so interested in you off the bat. But I mean, come on, who could've predicted that she'd turn out to be the kind of backstabbing witch you only read about in stories? Not you, oblivious as you are to the inner workings of the female mind.You sigh, forcibly snapping yourself from the memories and focusing instead on the raindrops dragging down your window. It doesn't take long before the sight and the overall. I was sliding more and more of my shiny cock out of her lower lips before slamming back into her. The sound of her ass slapping into my hips and lower torso echoed out in the empty store. Grunts, moans, curses, oaths mixed with squishing sounds and flesh on flesh collisions as we very quickly fell into a heated session of fucking and debauchery such as I doubt few men ever get to experience! I found myself holding on to her hips more just to keep up with her than to control her.Then it. " Yeah, you're right. But I'm gettin' too old to whack off just watching. I hate having to wait for Marcia or Jan to get out of the bathroom again before I can go in and wash off." But what can we do about it?"Greg was about to reply when they heard a noise in the bathroom. The boys held their breath, straining to hear. It was after 9 in the evening, the girls' turn to use the bathroom. Over the last few months they'd gotten used to the noises each one made: Cindy, the smallest, always made the.