“You love me, you’re biased,” she giggled. “I just know I’d look better with bigger boobs.”“You’re you, what’s not to love?” I chu...kled in return.My tongue snaked into the valley between Ruth’s nether lips and found the source of her pleasure, swirling around it and driving her to gasp out in sheer bliss from my ministrations.“Oh that’s so goooooooooooooood!” she moaned as the first of a series of small orgasms bubbled up from her depths.I slid a finger into her tight channel and the intensity. ComFrom: [email protected]: Next timeWe can meet at my house about 9:30AM on Thursday. I like your idea and I have a few of my own.Til then, EttaWell, Thursday, day after tomorrow. I had a raging hard-on just thinking about it.Finally, finally, Thursday came and I headed out to Brenden's house. As I ran up the steps, the door opened and Mrs. Dewitt, Etta, let me in. We immediately hugged and kissed."Oh, Ray, you're here."Finally we can be together again. It's seemed so long." Come. Eventually, though, I moved on and began enjoying time with my family and friends again. And then, right at the beginning of my school year, I had met Julien. Charming, exciting, handsome, and (typical) another foreign exchange student. Julien was from France, and was the exact image every girl imagines a French boy to be. His brown curly hair was always perfectly combed, his blue eyes were incredibly dreamy, and of course, he had a gorgeous French accent. I had met him early in the year and we. Her lips were stretched in a wide "O" as she accepted barely a third of his massive tool. She slurped noisily on Ben's member, her mouth clamped around his fat stalk while she jerked on my stiff rod.I sat transfixed at the sight of Ben's huge cock bulging from Sarah's wide-spread mouth, my own cock throbbing in her hand. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked wetly on his fat, veiny shaft, her lovely brunette head bobbing as far up and down as she could. She then pulled her mouth from Ben's giant.