"Hey, could you scratch my back?" the boy asked.Billie-Ann put an arm around his shoulders and started making slow circles with her fingernails. She m...ved down to the small of his back and then up again, feeling the little bumps of his ribs as she scratched, and thinking how funny it was that touching another person always did funny things to the toucher, too. Billie shifted her hips and realized just how wet her secret place was getting. She found herself wanting to kiss Lonnie again and. Slowly going up and down, she coated it in her saliva, making it slippery for her hand as she carefully jerked him.“His surprise is obvious in his eyes as I straighten my throat and push my face even further towards his balls. I feel the cock slide down my throat, my eyes watering up momentarily as I struggle against my gag reflex. As always, I win, and it almost feels as if he is about to cum when I start moving my head back and forth, coating his wonderful cock with my slippery saliva.”This. I love the feel and stroke of the moderately hot and comfy pleasant water as it socks and bubbles up and tonks against my clean-shaven, creamy, and soothing slick skin. My chunky and waterlogged hair twines round and clasps on to my skin itself, trickles and drips of water seeping and running down from it. Funny and absurd enough, I smile quirkily at Stian straight away and without warning."Can I come join you, Ragnhild?" He inquires me in a moored and anchored pitch of voice. How must I hit. She looked down and smiled as she ran her tongue up and down his shaft, staring directly into my eyes. “Mmm, he tastes good. Why don’t you try?”I felt conflicted and paralyzed. I had never been that close to another man’s cock before, but something about its size and power, and the scent, and her wanton appreciation of it had aroused me so much I was willing to give anything a try. I nodded slightly, and she pulled him slightly closer and pointed his cock at my face. She pushed his.