"I'm fine." Amanda replied, her voice still shaking a little. "Cindy, this is Corey Michaels. Corey, this is my sister Cindy." You're all right." Cind... stated straightforwardly. "I'm sweating to death. Jesus Christ." Then she seemed to snap out of it, and into rage, ripping the scarf off her face and yelling at the top of her lungs;"JESUS CHRIST, AMANDA! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO CALL IF YOU WERE GOING TO STAY MORE THAN AN HOUR! IT'S SIX A.M.! HOW MANY TIMES DID I MAKE YOU PROMISE YOU WERE GOING TO. It didn’t bother me, he was younger than me and had very boyish looks, I was more than happy to be his daddy, and for him to be my boy.But, in the back of my mind I knew I wanted to be taken by an experienced gay guy, I wanted someone else to take charge, I wanted to experience being the submissive one, and totally give my body to another guy, to use as he wished. Basically, I wanted an experienced guy to fuck my brains out!As chance had it, my local village pub changed hands, and much to the. I wanted her to know I did indeed like to watch. The big wet spot in my sky blue panties should have made it obvious that I was excited watching them.After kicking my shorts off to the side, I continued to stroke my throbbing pussy right through my soaked undies. Emma responded by removing her skirt and white panties as well. She flashed her bright pink shaved pussy before turning around and going down on my DJ.I could feel the dampness seeping through my dirty undies as I rubbed myself a. It was still bleeding, so she told Derrick to put pressure on the cut while she went to the bathroom to get the first aid kit and some peroxide.She bent over him, looking at his cut, it wasn't too deep, he didn't need stitches. She put some peroxide on his cut and put a band aide on the cut, She was focusing so much on his cut, that she wasn't paying attention to Derrick. When she looked at him, she saw he was staring down her partly opened robed, She looked down herself and saw what he saw; an.