If felt glorious. I let my head fall back on the sofa with my eyes closed as she continued to use me. She turned and started riding me in reverse cow...girl and watched what was happening on the screen the same time she road me. She was moaning and grinding and driving down hard. She was in her own zone. I could tell that this must have been a secret desire for a long time. I am just happy that she would want to share this with me. I looked over toward the door and I saw someone standing in. "Everybody knows that." Do you know how to play STRIP poker?" he persisted.She looked at him doubtfully. "I only have two things on," she said.He smiled. "We know," he said.Cindy smirked again. "You all just want to see me in the nuddy," she said. "Without any clothes on." The boys just grinned at her.She shrugged. "All right," she said, with a hint of a blush. "Let's 'ave a go."Charles began to deal the cards. "Now the way we play," he said, "is when you lose everything, you keep making bets. Now running his hands up both side of my chest, he moved his nose to my left pit. Running into my hairs, which were pretty long for my age—about 1 1/2”, he wet his nose in the moistness og th cavity. A low groan came out from deep in his chest as he moved his nose up and down my rank pit. The sticking out his tongue, ha began to lick the ripe funkness of my sweat. I turned my head to the right, and took a huff of my pit myself---damm, I was ripe as fcuk, and the fucker was loving it. Finally he. She smiled and said "sheriff go in the kitchen just down the hall to the left and my wallet should be on the kitchen table and I will be back. She smiled and climbed the stairs and I looked up and followed her ass as she climbed the spiral stair case. Her ass cheeks wobbled and her black leather skirt was just barley containing that ass. I could not see if she was wearing panties because I didn't want to be caught staring and walked into the kitchen. I found her wallet on the kitchen table and.