The images of Jim's hard manhood in her mouth came back to her, then the dirty talk rung her ears and her clit had a little tingle, "oooo" she said "i...think i might be a dirty girl after all" soon followed. as she got up her pussy was literary dripping to her thighs and calfs as she was sitting on them. "WOW, thats alot of juice" she thought remembering the taste of her on Jim's cock she licked her fingers and thought "not bad" and smiled"Who was it dear" she asked Jim regarding the phone. Basically since I was the only child of my parents, who both were working, I spent large periods of my life alone. I was a geek who never had much success with girls .I lived in a typical urban middle class setup in Bangalore, with just me and my parents forming a small family.Since my Mom was a working professional, she needed domestic help on weekdays to cook and do the chores. Enter Saraswathi. Saru, as my mom called her, was a middle aged woman in her early 30’s. She was an average looking. Brandon looked away from her and at Jeremy. She didn't know what was said in that significant look, but like she and Brandon, Jeremy and Brandon had been friends most of their lives, and volumes could be spoken in a glance. Then, on that unspoken word, Jeremy's hand glided up Kristen's inner thigh sending flames of heat up her legs. Trepidation and desire bloomed simultaneously low in her belly - a ball of heat that began to spread. Jeremy leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her back and. You’re making me hot.” She cooed sexily while hovered over Pete’s body. Her hands were all over his body and getting close to my face. I went down further. My cock at this point had leaked a pool of pre-cum on the floor below me. I was about three quarters of the way down. I stopped. I couldn’t go any further, my gag reflex was starting to act up. I sucked on it more. I breathed deep through my nose for air as I sucked on that massive rod of Pete’s. All while still flicking my tongue up and.