"Uh huh . . .but it's kinda skimpy . . .but you'd fit into it." "I don't care . . . let's get going! I can't believe an 8th grade boy wants us to come over to his house." Corey sat in his living room staring outside until he saw the two eager girls coming down the sidewalk. Both had on sweatshirts and shorts and he had to admit, Aimee's red hair caused his cock to begin rising. But as they turned towards the front door, it was Julie's long blonde hair and pretty blue eyes that finished the stiff erection that was poking out the front of his silky shorts. As he heard the knock on the door, he adjusted his erect cock . . . he certainly didn't want to scare cunnilingus them with his 7" rod, despite the fact Aimee had already felt it all over her stomach and titties. With luck he might be able to desi do the same thing with both girls . . . less their tops. "Hey you Fingering guys . . .glad you could come over. Come on in. You must be Julie, huh?" he asked moving his eyes up and down her slight figure. With her sweatshirt somewhat hiding evidence of her breasts, he fantasized that hers might be similar to Aimee's. Julie's eyes twinkled as she reacted to his invitation. "Yup, that's me and I understand you already know Aimee. Guess you guys got kinda close and personal a while ago, huh?" she teased. "Someone must have told you all about it, huh?" he said looking at Aimee. sensual Once again her natural red hair shined as he let the two girls into his house. Aimee had her head downwards in embarrassment, but soon found something to look at as she noticed the difficulty Cory had walking as his cock was stiffly pushing against his shorts. She wondered how his cock compared to the bus drivers shaft. "You guys want something to drink erotic or want to go online . . . All he can think about is how amazing her pussy felt under his hand, and the sounds she made. She winked at the wife and said have fun hun. I really hadn't thought about what would happen. After lowering their anchor, she dove into the water and swam over to our boat. I was on my knees and I very carefully stood up making sure not to make a sound or vibration. The silky friction burned inside of me. The fires of rapture rage through my nerve endings. She pleaded! Maud’s ass erotic was like a pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode. My broken heart made me a better lover to Jim. Damn it! I listened to it for another few seconds before turning my gaze to my right and watching how my wife’s chest rose and fell as she slept peacefully. She was squeezing his cock in one hand and his balls in the other. “Don’t say that Chad. “Anything else?” No one took and notice of us, probably because they were more interested in what was been shown on the big screens. Even the wounded and dying cackled their death cunnilingus throes with the mirth of the insane. What are you going to tell her?” “Or at least keep the noise down.” After I couldn't take it no more it was either blow my sensual load or turn the tables so I pushed her back on your heels and told her to undress she smiled up at me and said I thought you'd never ask and promptly took off desi the cute little dress . No one had ever touched my body like that EVER. Without waiting for an answer she had my shirt and trousers on the floor Fingering in a flash. She asked me to get a bag of clothes out of her car before I fixed breakfast. Their skin has been stretched so much that in between pulls some of it started to sag near her armpits as if detached from the breast-meat! As you work six days that must be at least 50 a week, over 200 a month, that’s 2400 per year and you’ve been working here just over 5 years, so that amounts to 12,000 shags!