”“Eventually. When I get my stuff from home. I’ve got to shower now.”“I’ll help.”They were showered and cleanly clad when they met in th...e lobby.“It’s only a kilometer to Kindred. Do you mind walking?”“Not at all,” Tessa said. “It’s quite different walking here in the city.”They greeted and sat and ordered dinner. Then Gordy said that he’d “Really like a narrative of the last week.”Tessa began with Patrick’s departure. She told of Boobook and of their visit to the radio station. Tessa began to. "...Like I make you feel," I finish, and she moans. I put my mouth on hers and she opens immediately, her tongue massaging mine. My fingers fumble with her clothes, but eventually I have her naked. Chanel slides my shirt off, and when I lay my bare chest on hers, she hums. Even knowing she's with me and no one else, I still want to consume her. Then I have an idea. "Chanel," I say her name against her lips. "Yes?" she pants. "You trust me?" I ask, needing to double check. "Of course. Why?". My brother, on the other hand, was an easy convert to my kinks. With two years between us, and at sixteen at the time, he was gagging to get off. I can’t believe how easy he was. I think I had just come home from school. I was late because I had just been blowing Stephen Richards in the back seat of the bus with a few expectant guys looking on and encouraging him to give it to me. He never needed any encouragement. Stephen Richards used to shoot fast and quick into my waiting mouth. His spunk. By now she was so wet her juices had drenched us both and would occasionally make splatter sounds when her ass slammed down against me. I had to get her off me before I dumped my first load inside her; the load that had been brewing in my balls was going all over Millie’s pussy and down the crack of her ass. I’d fantasized about that cum shot for so long I damn sure wasn’t going to let it be a second hand squirt, Millie was getting the first load. Period. I pushed Millie up off from me and.