The two boys were expert in sharing the attention of the two voracious friends. While one thumped away mercilessly at Sharon's arse, the other was sim...ltaneously fucking Tracey's cunt. And then while the girls were in ecstasy, they'd somehow alter positions: the first boy taking Tracey's arse while the other transferred his attention to Sharon's cunt. And then as Tracey gulped in paroxysms of delight, the one took his prick out of Sharon and pushed it into Sharon's arse, giving her again that. I love her, but like a sister, ya know? Like, I still can’t imagine ever actually, touching her. Down there, ya know? Or her touching me. But kissing her was really nice.”“OK, then you like kissing Linda. What’s wrong with that?”“But I’m not supposed to like kissing Linda, I’m only supposed to like kissing Keith!”“OK, so you don’t like kissing me?”She inhaled deeply, then sighed. “OK, yeah, you got me there. And in a way, I think it’s more or less the same. Yes, I like kissing you. And I know. The owner was turning white and stammered out an excuse, ‘Just checking on the guests.’ Dylan gave the man a hard shake. ‘You told me she wasn’t here, why did you lie?’ The owner was terrified and actually thought he might be in danger of dieing. ‘She wasn’t here yet, I swear. She only just got in.’ He fumbled around in one of his pockets. ‘Look here’s the key to her room, I was just going up to make sure she was okay.’ Up until this point, Dylan had been successfully holding in the urge to. My legs are spread as you kneel between them. If my pants were not still on, if I was not resolute in my other plans for you, it would be most tempting to grab all I could of your luscious blond hair and begin using your full, painted lips and mouth. Instead I reach out for your nipples, and with my first hard squeeze of one your eyes flutter and your lips part in a silent moan. I reach for my drink on the end table behind me, and from it I pluck a barely melted ice cube. I trace it across your.