Then she twisted again, so supple, so sensuous. She lay along my body and started playing with my breasts.“I’ve been eyeing these for hours. You h...ve no idea how close I was to just pulling them out in the restroom and sucking on them.”I looked down and marveled at the contrast of her very dark skin against my very lighter skin. Watching her suck at my tits was wild, she kept eye contact, which was a huge turn-on for me. But I wanted her breasts as well. I took a page from her book and pushed. Fuck...!" I exclaimed. I had forgotten how powerful it was considering its small size, the buzzing changed tone as I gently ran it back over the head of my swollen cock. I closed my eyes and imagined your fingers doing the same, slipping easily over the glistening surface. Some more juice was running over my fingers so I sucked hungrily on them as I reached for the lube. I ran some over my middle finger then stroked my arsehole, feeling it involuntarily pucker at the coldness. After some gentle. Depends how dirty we are replied Sam, hopeful of at least two spunky loads for each of them. Deffo giving a blow job first, said Sam. And I will help you swallow it all said Kay, her fanny getting wet at the thought. Kay loved talking dirty and acting like a dirty whore for Sam. The girls showered, Sam asking Kay to epilate her bikini line. Just the little wisp of curls she said. Think I could do with my line doing too, maybe the landing strip look and shaven around my labia, Kay replied. They. He smiled and backed away. As he did, Heather could have sworn that he glanced down at the extremely small amount of cleavage she was showing—but maybe she’d imagined it.“By the way,” he said as he returned to his seat. “You know my name’s Jared, right?” he revealed with a dazzling smile.“Wh—what?” Heather asked, half confused by his statement, half mesmerized by the smile.“Just a second ago,” he commented, “you called me Coleston.” Again, he flashed a friendly smile. “You’ve got to call me.