With no apparent effort, you feel it slide inside, and you suddenly feel it pressing against your damp pussy.You feel it stroke up your lips, with eno...ugh pressure to part them a little. It feels like a tongue you omce knew. As it passes over your clit, the pressure intensifies as though it knows your button needs pushing. Surprisingly, the pressure splits apart like fingers and then traces down the outside of your lips, before joining again at the base of your slit.This repeats, and as you. It had been just the two of us for as long as I could remember and I liked it that way. My mom wasn't home often, so I had a lot of time to be myself. Two girls who lived in Carlton Oaks, the ritzy section of town, gave me rides to the mall after school so we hung out a lot there. They would ask me to parties but I always had an excuse like I was going out to the beach to my aunt's house. Steffi and Lisa were always nice to me, since they usually bought our food at the mall and gave me rides. Long striped stockings running up her legs to dart under her plaid skirt. She had wanted to put some distance between this afternoon and what had happened, and not parading around naked like her little sister seemed the best way to accomplish that. Though, as she sat down at the table, and saw Abby plop down, her body as naked as it ever was, she was not sure how long she could keep her reserve. Her intense arousal this afternoon had definitely subsided, but there was a strange undercurrent of. They almost pushed into the door as Walt started the video recorders with the low sound speakers on as well. They grabbed each other and started kissing immediately. Girl was a really a stunner, good height, dark black hair with pinkish silken blouse and a blue, very short skirt. Soon the boy had his hands on her tits, gave them a few nice squeezes and then undid her blouse buttons, slipping his hand inside. This was more than enough for Walter to join in and he undid his zipper and eased his.