Pixel also inherited a hell lot of money from her dad and stayed in his huge ass estate. She used to live alone and Sasha spent half her time with Pix...el and the other half with her dad. They both were simply dead-drop gorgeous and they were every man’s fantasy.The first time I met Sasha was when we were in school. We did know each other back then but we didn’t feel anything for each other. We were simply a part of the school’s cultural society.As time passed by, I went to the college and was. I began to flick my tongue around the head. I love sucking dick, so I was in paradise. I began to gently suck the head, running my tongue over the ridge. I felt it pulse. I wanted more. Wrapping my hand around the base of it, I began to suck harder now. I could feel every ridge and vein, as my mouth descended over the shaft. Sliding my lips back up, I swirled my tongue around the head, again. It pulsed harder. Traveling back down that hard cock, I relaxed my throat muscle to get it deeper. . Yet she wasn’t done. She was now down on her knees, grappling with my belt. In a minute, my trousers we below my knees, as were my undies. She took a firm grip of my semi-aroused member, cupping me below the balls and in a deft manner, yanked back my foreskin. She let the tip of her tongue slide over my purple cockhead and then in one expert move swallowed my engorged penis.Could this woman suck – she really could – she would take my phallus right down to the base of her throat and then. It was so silly of us to holler as we did, and cause such a ruckus over it. I’m sorry.’ A smile slowly inched its way up Anette’s doughy face, and she patted them both on the heads. ‘Well, I should get back to my work. Turkey’s not going to cook itself. Are you staying for dinner tonight, Eugenia?’ ‘Oh, I would love to, but I have some stuff to do later…’ Eugenia said, staring blankly off into the distance for a moment. ‘But, thank you for asking. I would love to stay for dinner again sometime.