Maarzowel Nicoline als Florence vinden het nog niet genoeg. Weer gaan zemet mij spelen, ze trekken mij af tot het zaad over mijn buik spuit.Nicoline h...aalt haar vinger door mijn zaad en laat mij er van proeven.Daarna is het de beurt weer aan Florence, terwijl Nicoline met mijspeelt, lik ik Florence klaar. Het wordt echt onvergetelijk. En ik hebgeen flauw idee hoe laat het is als ik uiteindelijk tussen Florence enNicoline in slaap val. Hoofdstuk 7.Mijn keel is droog als ik wakker word. Ik lig nu. His hands tugged at my jeans, forcing them down. My dad had failed to get the message. All he could think about was sex. He was an animal. An animal who was making me wetter than Ricky ever could. I gave up, the pleasure overwhelming me as I allowed his smooth fingers to pull down my underwear and slip into my cunt. He moved in and out, slow at the right times and fast when I needed it. The overwhelming sensations pushed me further into the front door. I didnt even care if Mom was sleeping. I was starting to get a little horny and I could feel my dick starting to swell a little. He began to wash the back of my arms, he was rubbing very slowly and intoxicatingly in towards my shoulders than down to my back. He grabbed the soap and put a little more on his hands and started rubbing my back."Is this where you are dirty," he said."Yeah, right there" I said, and then my horniness started to take over, "lower" he moved his hands down to the bottom of my back, "Lower," I demanded as he. It was her, but strong, almost sharp, not subtle at all. As I continued to breathe in and out, my breath softened it a bit, and the smell changed a bit; now it was just a bit milder (maybe I was getting used to it?) . As I closed my eyes and continued to experience her scent, I felt my cock jerk involuntarily, straining against my waistband. She must have seen it, because I quickly felt her hand cup my crotch, fingers tracing the outline of my cock through my pants. I kept my eyes.