She felt so amazing around me. “Fun’s not over.”
I texted my mom and she was already waiting. Sex The lesbians moaned in the background while her thighs squeezed about my waist, holding me in her embrace. The flickering of action danced across her glossy eyes. Her small breast quivered. You and your sister really have sex?”
“Yeah,” I said. I patted the couch. My shaft throbbed and ached to be in the yummy, spicy pussy I watched. Wendy blinked at that. And realized she wasn’t wearing panties. She swallowed my dick with such teasing slowness. She worked her thighs faster. Giving me such a thrill. You need to enjoy someone who is all girl. I worked up mine, too. The pleasure rippled out through me. “Mmm, Jenny!” she whimpered, her pussy squeezing tight about my cock. The couch groaned as she squirmed. She bottomed out on me, moaning, shuddering. I let them cradle my hardon and absorb the juices flowing out of my pussy. “And you’re not?” she asked, leaning over me more. They were both young, barely legal like us, and nubile. I didn’t hesitate to rip off my blouse and skirt.
