His semen spurted up over Tessa's neck, and chin... and her face. She was covered in it. But, all the same, she went on working with her breasts until... Quentin had slaked himself to the full.It was, to say the least, a splendid performance on the part of the eighteen-year-old. It was something she loathed doing most of all, yet she had carried out her duties in exemplary fashion. Quentin was sighing contentedly. Some experience that. Only an eighteen-year-old. Lovely... oh... lovely. And he was. " I love you too," Cindy said, climbing up and straddling Ryan's lap. She could still see tears shining on his face, and she leaned forward and gently ran the tip of her tongue up his cheeks, tasting the salty liquid as she swept it from his skin. Ryan gasped, shuddering at the incredibly erotic sensation of his big sister licking away his tears. Finally, Cindy slid her face over and the siblings' mouths met in a hot, sucking kiss, lips sliding against each other. Ryan's arms went around his. We had all sorts of misadventures and I am happy to remain her friend oh these almost 50 years later.At the wedding Sally wore an incredibly short skirt that should have shown dew. At the reception every guy young and old wanted to dance and flirt with Sally. More than one old codger after a few too many just came right out and asked me how I pulled this off. After the reception wound down the party moved to my parents house. Now Sally was sleeping up in my room right next door to my parents. He just stared, intent on his work, and the two were so close that Mark could smell him. He also felt warmth near the back of his neck and the delicious friction of stubble against his ear as a voice very quietly said, Yes. Mark pushed back on the finger. It was soon joined by another from the same hand, or so Mark assumed. The fingers deepened their invasion while, it seemed, new hands roamed across Mark’s ass cheek. His moans became louder, audible. A few moments later, he felt the intact.