My legs are spread open and tied down, my face blind folded as a cute brunette has her face buried deep in my pussy. I blush as shame rolls over my fa...e, I didn't realize pictures were taken, but its making me wetter. I start scrolling through my contact list, my hands alone wont be enough tonight; I need more. The car behind me honks bringing me back to reality, I continue driving my legs are shaking my wetness soaking through my panties, surely starting to dampen my skirt. Why do I get so. Before Kelly could speak, Jared started to rise, capturing his sister's attention, and delaying speech a little longer.Jared started to turn but Donna held him in place. "Hang in there, Lover. Let her get a good look. It's what she wants." Donna had jerked him off in the shower, but only once. She wanted to calm him down but not prevent him from reacting totally. It looked like she should have milked him at least once more."God, Jay, is that just from me looking at you?" Kelly was able to ask. We went to see a college football game on Saturday and the Pros on Sunday. Monday I waved goodbye to Jiggs as his flight to Denver left the Huston Airport. Yes, he took a round-about route back to LA, not wanting to leave an easily traceable trail for the Feds if they were watching him. We doubted it, but one never knows for sure.One reason Jiggs left had nothing to do with me, but everything to do with Betty and Fiona. Their biker, sometime boyfriends were back in town and we wanted nothing to. Sometimes she would let him dress while they were having sex, but most of the time she didn't, but he didn't really care because she let him wear panties all the time and wear nightgowns whenever felt the urge to. And on those rare occasions she would even let him wear a bra to bed. She could tell that when he was stressed, that wearing these items made him relax she didn't know why but as long as they were both happy what did it matter.A couple years after the k**s left the house, the happy.
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