15am maybe he's gone for a piss i think so lay back down and wait for him thinking maybe as he's awake i can get him to fuck me :)10 minutes later sti...l no davei get up and go looking for him and hear voices from the dining room so i stop to listen WTF is he doing this is what i hear'keep jerking it good boy keep at it faster faster stop , now tell me you are a cum eating whore''i'm a cum eating whore mistress' thats dave'rub your fingers over the head of your cock get them coated in pre-cum. She sat on Karen's face, straddling it with her knees and thighs on either side of her head. She lowered her wet pussy to Karen's lips and she felt her mouth lock on to her wet lips. Karen sucked her labia and pulled at her clit piercing with her teeth. "Mmmm...good girl." Carrie cooed. She began rocking her hips back and forth, sliding her pussy up and down Karen's outstretched tongue. She pressed her hips down on Karen's mouth. A quiet, muffled whimper escaped from between Carrie's. "It was worth a shot," Brian replied."Will a quick hand job make it better?" Amanda asked."Well maybe, but we're in the middle of a game," Brian replied."Well, I don't mind," I said.So she got up, came towards him on her knees and pulled his cock out from his boxers. She began stroking it rather quickly right then and there. I couldn't help but have my hand go in between my pussy lips. I think it was something else to do to get their minds off little John, but I still really enjoyed the show. He eagerly accepted and followed me inside. I could feel his eyes on my butt as my hip swayed walking up the porch steps and down the hall to the kitchen. I opened the door and walked inside to pour him a glass of lemonade. I could hear the TV upstairs in Jenny's room blaring some loud children's show, and I rolled my eyes. I pretended to be checking the stairs to see if she was okay, while I locked the kitchen door so we wouldn't be disturbed. I fixed my shirt and my shorts and turned around..