My folks were just moving to Chicago from Evansville because my father changed jobs. I was nineteen years old. I stayed behind in a small apartment. l...iving on my own for the first time, cooking, doing my own laundry. I was even able to buy beer when I bought my week's groceries at a small mom-and-pop grocery in the neighborhood. I'm sure they knew that I wasn't old enough, but they let me get a six-pack when I bought my food. If a guy is living on his own, I guess they figured I deserved a beer. You know what kitten, fuck that. I want you suck my dick with no hands and you have permission to suck all of it. While you’re sucking my dick I want you to finger fuck your pussy with one hand and rub your clit with the other. That’s a good girl look me in my eyes while you’re sucking my dick. You love sucking my dick right now don’t you kitten? Keep rubbing your pussy. Rub your clit and finger your pussy. You know what I wanna fuck your mouth. I grab your head and start thrusting my dick in. While we all chatted away, Jill got up suddenly from the couch where all three girls were seated. I think she was getting up to find an old photo to show the girls when Christine reached out and grabbed the sides of Jill's flannel pants. With a loud "Oops!", Christine yanked Jills pants down to the floor! Jill had on a pair of white cotton, string-bikini style panties with tiny red hearts all over them. Trish and Christine started laughing hysterically. "Whoooo... nice panties Jilly!" Christine. Jon loved her pungent aroma. He tasted a day's worth of stink and sweat, combined with just a hint of flowery scent from the fabric softener he'd used to wash her clothes. It coated his mouth thoroughly as he pushed his mouth over her shaft. He sucked and slurped away on her bulging staff with abandon.Brenda smiled down at her obedient, cock-sucker son as he pushed his face as far onto her fat fuck-meat as possible. She placed her hands on her hips and let him attempt to take more than five or.