Sara took it from him with one of her smug smiles. Sara said, "It's time for lunch. What are you going to make?" Roger replied, "How does toasted ch...eese sound?" Sara said it sound OK. Roger went and started making them. Saraknew Roger was an excellent cook. While he was cooking them Sarasnapped a picture of him. He asked what that was for and she toldhim it was for them to look at years from now and laugh. The fooddidn't take long and soon they were eating. As they ate Sara Said, "We are. ”“Okay.”Then she slid over into the lingerie department.“Hold up, there, cowgirl,” I said. “I ain’t carrying your panties around.”She giggled. “Oh, you DO have limits, then.” And she picked three pair. Pastels. Hip-huggers. I bit the inside of my mouth.A package of socks went on top of my pile, then as we headed out to the cashier, she stopped at the perfume counter. She eyed the fanciful array of bottles, picked one. Spritzed one wrist. Rubbed it against the other, then offered that to me.. Without any thought and commitment to tear her vagina and give her the biggest satisfaction..I kept fucking like a mad machine and she was great in countering my strokes and my penis kept growing with her moans and groans, her face and expressions from getting fucked by her best friend made me more hornier and I kept ramming her cunt, I made her reach orgasm 4 times even before I could reach my first orgasm, I was tired but I hadn’t come, I cant give up the heat. I kept beating her meat with. Returning to lips and tongue as my main weapons, I made my way slowly down that lovely leg, finding it harder and harder to maintain contact as I once again approached her junction. By now, both legs were raised and widely spread as Amanda offered herself to my tongue. Before accepting the invitation, I took a moment to give the tender flesh of her inner thigh a quick, sharp nip.Her reaction this time told me just how close she was to her peak. I knew she wouldn't last much longer so I decided.