I suddenly had a naughty idea. I quickly left the room and returned with my vacuum cleaner, I attached the long bendy hose and plugged it in. He watch...d me with complete concentration as I performed these ordinary tasks. I switched it on and the low hum of the motor filled the room. I brought the hose close to the bed and tested the suction out on my hands, I lowered the end and pressed it against the bottom of his foot, moving it around so his toes disappeared into the black plastic one by one. She started to run her hands over my thighs. I stopped her, and we got into the 69 position. Our tongues invaded each others pussies and we both began to pleasure each other. My legs were trembling. Varsha was so skilled that I just stopped and let her take over. I sat up, and she buried her head between my legs. I spread them wide to allow her better access, and placed my legs on her strong shoulders. I could feel my passion rising with every second."Oh I so want to get fucked now" I said. She. ‘Mam,’ she sobbed into the dark. Daylight framed the edge of the blind but the room remained deeply shadowed and vague. Amy yelped when a shadow moved and a sudden weight pressed against her legs. She kicked and whimpered as fingers of terror gripped her guts, real fear this time, this was no dream. She struggled futilely against the bedclothes as the linen tangled around her legs in a conspiratorial embrace, which left her helpless and entirely at the mercy of the intruder. The weight crept. "Trudy and Margie lost their cherries the same way I did."Cissy was delirious. "How... with what? Do it... I don't care... break my cherry." With a cock," Patsy explained. "A nice hard cock." She looked up at her giggling friends. "You're gonna love it."Cissy was stunned. "A cock? A boy?" She became frightened. "NO. Not a boy. Please." It's not a boy." Patsy giggled.Cissy was visibly relieved. She heaved a sigh, passion quickly filling the void her panic had created. She had heard of fake.