Do it... !Yyyyeessss... beg for my spunk (slap)... come on (slap)... beg me bitch... (slap)... don't you want it?" God! Yes, i want it... please... sp...nk me... right up... my arse... oh please... please... fuck me... plllllleeaaasssse!" Dirty little whore!" Dan gasped, pulling out with an audible slurp. "Virgin no more," he spat, roughly fingering the glistening glob on Jimmy's weeping brown eye. "One good cock," he grunted, pulling him up, "is all it takes," he grunted again and shoved himself. Shortly after our convo Andrea came running down stairs and out the door we said our good byes and walked away. As soon as we were down the street she threw herself into my arms, I could feel her soft skin against mine. Andrea was a gorgeous girl who had recently come too she had fair skin slightly freckly with legs that go on for ever with a nice round soccer players butt. Her breasts were still growing but they were a solid B. giving her an hour glass shaped body her hair was a nice dark. This was not the first time I had gone down on you but it was the first time you sat on my face. Sat on my face. That sounds vulgar or a joke but it was anything but vulgar. I sated myself on you, physically, emotionally. I drew your strength and your beauty and your love from your most basic self and imbibed with joy and gratitude. There are no phrases that do the act justice, not one I’ve ever heard, certainly none I’ve ever been able to dredge from my mind. I went down on you. I ate your. "Mom handed me a skirt, a white and brown checkered one. I waited for them to turn around. "Come on, Danielle, we don't have all day." Mom was impatient."Turn around, you two."Mom shot back, "Now you're just being stubborn. Either get dressed now or in front of your father when he gets home."I stood up and carefully stepped into the skirt, clasped the hook at the side and zipped up the little zipper. Mom pulled it up a little until it rested above my belly button. "Wear it here, dear," she.