“You, horny little bitch, you aren’t wearing panties,” he mumbled playfully, as his fingers went about their business.Mandy’s replied by lustf...ully twitching in response. By now Corky’s face had moved over her lips and I could see his tongue was manically burnishing the inside of her mouth. It was also clear from his arm action, that Corky’s fingers were feverishly spearing her pussy. When Mandy’s body began its ecstatic tremble a short while later, Corky growled, “Spray for me, bitch, give me. The name is Murray, Linda Murray... Oh God, please don't..."Beverly flipped down to the M's and found the number for Murray.It was right across the street just like he'd said. She dialed the phone and after a couple of rings she heard a young girl's voice on the other end."Hello. Is this Linda Murray? Wonderful! My name is Beverly and I'm calling from Mr. Hyde's house. Are you very busy just now?... Oh... your parents are out and you're listening to some records with a couple of your friends.. She then kissed my lips. This wasn't the kind of kiss an aunt gives to a nephew. It was a kiss a woman gives to a man. The kiss I gave back wasn't meant for a motherly-substitute aunt. It was the kiss of a man aroused by the allure of enticing female.My kiss deepened as I poured my heart and soul into it. It was becoming a kiss meant as comforting solace for an injured woman. I wondered if I was subconsciously trying to atone for the sins of my uncle.A recollection came to me as I held a. She stood five feet tall.One sight of her and my cock made its presence known from under my skirt.She was wearing shorts. I could see that her dick was pushing hard against the zipper.“I knew it was a mistake to wear shorts,” she whispered to herself.The nurse, who had brought my roommate, nodded, “I’ll leave you two alone for a half hour. Then we can start your examination.”They had evidently learned that we Her-men need to get our balls drained before anything.We both stripped. The girl had a.