“I don’t know. What are you having?” “The pork tenderloin,” Kevin answered. “Sweet potato fries, and the apple-cinnamon dip on the side.�...� “Sounds good to me,” Jasmine said. “Can I have that, too?” “Of course,” Kevin said, nodding to the waiter. “And to drink?” the waiter asked. “A Heineken,” Kevin answered. “You have Blue Moon?” Jasmine asked the waiter. “Certainly. With or without the orange?” “With, please,” Jasmine said. The waiter nodded and left. “You know what I’m thinking?” Jasmine asked. "Ooooooh, shit, yesssss!" Vicky wailed.She couldn't stop juicing as he filled her pussy with the thick wet slab of tongue-meat. He pushed it into her as deep as he could, almost reaching her womb, and she practically came, she was so turned on. It had been years since Don had done this special thing for her."Oh, honey, I love it!" she sobbed. "Make me come!"Frank knew just how to do that. He slid his hands under her lustily churning ass, gripped the firm globes, and steadied her writhing body.. As she touched the wet spot she sent an electric thrill through her body. She was going to have to masturbate again soon as the urge was so great, she might try to sneak in and get her mother vibrator again, mmmmmmmmm that was really good last time. Now she pulled the sheet back and there it was, a beautiful big cock and OH MY it seems to be a little stiff, now why would he be getting a hard on. She looks up and toward the door and gets a big devilish smile on her face. Well sister I bet. " I kiss her nose for emphasis."I don't want to feel this way anymore." Her lips tremble."I know, baby, but it's going to take time." Please not the lip trembling.She takes a long deep breath and pulls back, no more lip trembling, thank you, God, and her eyes have a determined look as she stares into mine. "Megan would totally kick my arse if she was here," she giggles sheepishly.I can't disagree with that; Megan was a force to be reckoned with. She could be downright scary at times, like.