Cheryl licks my quivering clit as Jamal fucks my throat. I try to scream as my body is racked by wave after wave of spasms but his cock reduces me to ... moaning whore. He takes his cock out and slaps my face. The meaty sound of his cock hitting me pushes me over the edge again. I stick my tongue out to try and pleasure him but he presses it back into Cheryl’s well fucked pussy. We both groan as she’s taken again. She falls onto me with her weight as he pounds her. Each thrust pushes her down. Lisa has told us some about you. Actually, she has told us nothing but about you." Her smile was dazzling like her daughter's. Lisa and I followed her parents into the sanctuary. She took my arm. I guided her in next to her parents and sat next to her.I had received a program from an usher. Reading it, I realized that the order of worship was familiar. The organ started and we stood to sing the first hymn and I recognized it! I also discovered that I knew how to read music and naturally sang. Each guy has his own unique flavor. My high school boyfriend ate bowls, and bowls of Cheerios and that is why he tasted like the cereal. A few men have tasted like coffee. Some have had a bitter taste depending on their diet.Yesterday, I was dreaming of my imaginary lover, and how he would taste. Our first virtual date involved my favorite treat, ice cream. My favorite flavor is French Vanilla. It can be transformed into other creations by adding sprinkles, a slice of cake or a wonderful sundae. He came down the hall to see the two siblings sound asleep, still locked in an embrace. Nancy had kicked the covers off for the most part and Greg received an eye opening view. Her top half was covered as she lay on her left side, her face toward her brother's. The sight of her still puffy lips framed by the pale globes of her ass at the top and the golden tan of her legs below was more stimulating than any dose of caffeine could ever be.He stood quietly for a moment taking in the view before.