I would have stopped at her breasts, well hidden by her bra, but she wanted me down on her. I knelt before her, almost as if I should be worshipping h...r body. No time for that. There I was face to face with the zipper of her jeans. Her hips were thrusting as I fumbled with her button and pulled down the zipper.Her thrusting stopped. Down came her jeans, showing tight boxer shorts ... and what looked to be an impressive semi erect penis trapped down one leg. She was a he.While this bait and. She was obviously determined to keep this meeting sweet.“Tea please,” She should have known that. I only drink coffee after noon in cafes and restaurants. She read my thoughts.“Silly me, you don’t drink coffee after lunch.”I stood in the living room, which had the kitchen at one end, divided by a breakfast bar of modest dimensions. The room was sparsely furnished – one three seat sofa, a coffee table with some papers on it, and a small cupboard against a wall. There were no pictures on the. "Marisa picked up the pace, ramming her dildo harder and faster intoKayla's ass and causing Kayla to do the same to me. We fucked like thisfor what felt like ten minutes--and I started to fear that Kayla was goingto go over the edge while still buried in my ass. I wanted her cum in mymouth!"Let me suck your cock," I said. "I love how good your cock feels in myass, but I want another load of your hot cum." They slowed down and Kaylapulled out of my ass, leaving Marisa's dildo buried in her. And I know you love bald naked pussies from my own experiences. I can’t believe you talked her into doing this. Wait, I can believe it.” Commented Syndy while looking down at her own crotch and smiling at me wickedly.“Oh, maybe we better have a large bowl of warm water also.” I asked Wren, as she returned with the items setting them on the table.She muttered as she went. “God, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”She returned with a large bowl of water and set it on the table with the other things..