She never wore panties when she came to meet me - she had learned that lesson the first time we met.I sliced the knife downward, pulling the denim fro...m her with my other hand, running the tip down the inside of her thigh, cutting downward and freeing her leg of the jean's form-fitting embrace. The other leg followed just as swiftly, and she stood, bare-assed, bent backwards, arms spread and chained."That is better," I said, brushing the top of her mound with the back of my hand. She reacted. They wereperhaps a little more relaxed once my Father had gone, for one of them remarked how stunningwe were, something all the others agreed with. Two of them however had had more than enoughalcohol and decided to call it a night. Fetching their hats and coats, we let them out, now therewere just four men left, my sister and I didn’t want to lose any more so we decided to up the pacea little.When we rejoined the four that were left, they were laughing about something but wouldn’tshare what. He let go of her lips because he wanted to make love to her slow and sensually. Their love making usually turned into wild fucking. They rarely took things slowly because of the animalistic passion they had for each other. When Jack stopped kissing her, she just stared up and him and he reached behind her back and unzipped her white tube dress. She watched him pulled the dress down passed her hips and let it fall. He got down on his knees and hugged her around the legs. His nose in her crotch,. She lined my dick up with the pussy that was looming over it and then slid down until she was sitting on my lap. Between how wet I was from the blow job and how wet she was from being turned on, I slid right in. Kelly began working the muscles in her legs. Her up and down thrusts were a little sloppy at first and there were a few times where she went up too far and I slipped out of her. After a minute of being on her knees she decided to really go for it and got up on her feet so that she was.