Oh. When we fooled around at home one of the unspoken rules was that we didnt do it in/on places where we couldnt clean up easily. The couch was one o...f those places. She groaned in annoyance, pushing and pulling my body until I started sliding off the couch head first. I winced as I was laid completely on the floor. This wasnt going to help my body at all, but it felt so good as Ashley got back on top of me. Better? she asked, though she didnt give me a chance to answer because she arched her. She laid down and I removed her towel. Her black bra was a perfect combination with her silky white back. I massaged her back. She was feeling good with it. Then I massaged her shoulder. Then I slowly opened her bra stripes and massaged her back portion. I kept on massaging her side boobs every now and then which led her to start breathing heavily. After this, I moved down to her ass. Then massaged her thighs. Now I moved her panty and started massaging a bit close to her pussy.Then I asked her. ” His fingers were just barely fucking her, and it was driving her crazy. She wanted him to fuck her properly, shove those fingers deep and let her clench and convulse around them. “Please, Benji.” “Say it. I want to hear you say it.” Marissa groaned with frustration and need, her fingernails digging into his arms as she tried in vain to impale herself on his fingers. When his fingers found her piercing and deftly tugged it into frenzied stimulation, Marissa gasped and gave in. “Fuck, Benji.. She sucked again, drawing more of the salty-sweet semen from him, until he relaxed and let her head go. She pulled away and looked at his now-deflated cock as he slowly tucked it back into his pants. She looked up, droplets of cum on her chin, and smiled."Is that better Mr. Kenny?" she quizzed."Oh yes, Pam, much better," he replied, "take all the time you need."He left the room and closed the door. Pam turned in the chair, looking at herself in the mirror, seeing the cum remaining on her chin..