She gave me a silly little smile and did as she had been told, I aimed the shower head, between her legs and washed her a bit more, then went back to ...he exploration of her innards.I must admit, she was pretty neat down below, like well groomed, with a pretty little landing strip, unlike me with my bushy triangle, note to self, sort it out tomorrow.It was about now that I realised she was beginning to enjoy this a bit too much, c’mon guys, I may be a nerd, but I think I can recognise the. Phil invited me back to his place. At first I sort of declined, then I thought yes, why not. Phil lived in an apartment that was more than I expected. Phil lived in an apartment overlooking the harbour bridge. I could just imagine looking out over the harbour as the sun rose of a morning. I wouldn't have to wait long as we arrived home at around five thirty in the morning. I was wearing a crushed velvet skirt and a matching blouse. Phil was in his suit, although he had removed his tie. Phil. I caressed her hair as she slurped her warm, wet, mouth up and down my cock. She was making small, squeaky, grunting, noises again. I imagined coming all over her face and making out with her right after.I am blessed, I thoughtI told her to turn around. She put her head down in the mountain dirt and her delicious ass was up in the air. I pulled her skirt up and ripped her panties off. When I saw her pussy lit up by the moonlight, I immediately adored it, it looked so perfect and tight.I put my. "BENSON?!" Oh… hey, Sam…" was all he could manage as he tried to stand up and cover himself. "This isn't-" Don't you dare fucking say that this isn't what it looks like…" she said, slowly approaching the two of them, bloodlust in her eyes."This…" Freddie looked into Sam's eyes and saw that more than anger, there was also some real hurt there. "This is exactly what it looks like." So you just flew down here, fucked my best friend in my kitchen of all places, and didn't think you should at least.