When you’re in the room with me, I contrive things to bend over for, so you can see my pussy lips from behind. When you’re not in the room, I stop... often to play with my pussy, making it puffy and dripping. The next time I bend over for you, I know you are looking at pink slit, and you can see juices dripping down the inside of my legs.When I stand up my back bumps into your chest. You are standing so close behind me. I catch my breath and hear yours is ragged. You grab my ass cheeks, one in. ”Until then, let’s make the most of our time together,” she offers.Hunter smiles and grabs her hand, pulling her toward the bedroom. “At least until my parents get back,” he gruffs.“We still have Christmas,” she says, letting the curl of a smile back on her face.“That we do.”“When do you plan on bringing home that special girl?” Hunter’s mother asks, biting into a piece of bacon.“He doesn’t need a girlfriend right now,” his father counters with a huff.“I know, but a boy can get lonely with all. As we drove I played with her cum filled pussy and now she started to tell me what happened last night. It seems that after he had a few beers her husband wanted to fool around so she told him to start by eating her out so he went done on her licking and sucking her pussy clean and as he did so he sucked my sperm out of her pussy and licked it off her as well. She told me that just thinking of him sucking my sperm out if her pussy made her orgasm it was a good thing she said because when her. The worst matter was what I could see. His trousers were down and his cock was up. "What do you think you are doing?" I yelled in rage at him."Just helping you out, babe, your hubby will not be much good to you tonight…”I tried to escape from his strong hands, but he just smiled and ignored me. Then he put his hands between my knees and gently moved my legs apart. I was shocked about my own arousal, because my muscles felt like mush, giving absolutely no resistance to those hands.Whatever was.