He smiled down at her and stroked her hair. Kirsten swallowed him and at the same time touched his balls. Her face nestled in his pubic hair and... she smelled his warm man smell. She wanted him to fuck her. She had missed this prick. Oh, she wanted him to fuck her! Her moistened lips glided back up his shaft and her tongue flicked his glans. She gently tested the weight of his heavy balls in their furry sack. With her left hand she fisted him and pulled until. He jumped, then came over and took her elbow, leading her to a door in the corner of the room, behind the cameras. As he opened it, he whispered "I promise we'll get a lot of good stuff, Tammy. You're going to be a great model."It was a big closet, with racks on both sides full of filmy looking clothes on hangars. A floor to ceiling mirror at the far end reflected both of them, and both their eyes looked at the image. Tammy put her purse on a little table beside the door that had makeup on it.. That Monday, she did the wash. Her mom helped make the beds, even hers, and it went much faster with two. (They used already-clean sheets and made all but Barb’s right after stripping them all. Barb took care of her own room.)Craig’s life had changed with his new job, and they no longer had their daily talks after school. After the movie the next Wednesday, they stopped for shakes at the drive-in. They took them with them in the car, and -- after kissing for a time that was remarkably brief --. Talia’s upper body is streaked with ribbons of thick, white spunk. Rivulets of semen drip off her tits and flow down her torso to her cum-swamped tummy. I release my hand from my cock and lean forward above Talia’s body and kiss her sweetly yet passionately on the lips. My deflating penis dangles over her inundated tummy and the head dips in, getting coated with thick cum. Climbing to my feet, I straddle Talia’s shoulders and crouch slightly so I can feed my spunky penis into her mouth for her.