Didn’t they teach you that at LSU?’ Chapter 8 Monday morning, when Ginger pulled into her parking spot to open the shelter, she saw Archie’s bi...ke already there. That wasn’t unusual, really, Archie was a conscientious guy, so getting in early wasn’t out of the ordinary. But Ginger had a feeling that he would be in a particularly good mood today. Either that, or she was walking into an ambush. Coming in through the back door, she heard snippets of conversation, which gave her pause to wonder if. I lean back into you as you gently plant butterfly kisses along my shoulder and upper back. Your left hand softly caressing the lips of my pussy while your right hand massages my breasts. I can feel your penis swelling against my backside. The warm water is a nice erotic sensation along with your gentle ministrations. You turn me around slowly to face you and wrap me in a nice strong embrace as your mouth finds mine. Your lips crush against mine your tongue a force of its own as it finds it. I was now stroking his neck and teasing his ears. I knew I wanted to experience this man but as we were kissing, another couple got into the jacuzzi so he suggested that we go to a private room. I agreed instantly and we left to search for an empty room.We found one quickly and he opened the door and let me in. The room was filled with padded seats, cushions and a screen showing porn. We sat down and he asked if I minded if he removed the towels. I agreed and we threw the towels on the other. “That’s it,” I moaned into Crystal’s juicy snatch. “Fuck me, bro! Fuck me while I eat myself out!”“Goddamn!” Justin grunted, his strokes growing harder. He pinched and twisted my nipples as he rammed that dick into my juicy depths. “Devour her, Krystal! Make her cum on your face. Love her! She needs to be loved!”What weird words to say. But I didn’t care what they meant. I was burning with the rapture of my brother’s dick plunging again and again into my juicy snatch. Churning me up, spilling.