She apparently liked that as she let out a slight moan as she began to move her hips making her pussy grind against me again. Her slit was directly o... top of my cock and I could feel both sides of her pussy separate allowing me in between them as she moved.Her breathing was heavier, as if she was trying to get off. She would occasionally whisper in my ear different kinky things she wanted to do, such as tying her up, deep throating my dick, just all sorts of kinky, nasty things. But it was. "The meal was almost ready so I turned off the oven and started cookingthe last of the vegetables. I added the strawberries to the rest of thefresh fruit salad I'd made for desert just as Claire entered the kitchen."Wow! You look great, Claire, I love your eyes," I told her as she'dadded a subtle eye-liner and a slightly darker-than-usual eye shadow."Thanks, Honey, you look pretty good yourself!"I blew her a kiss and checked the white wine was chilled then corked thered - I still believe in. I don’t waste any time to kiss the tip, licking gently over the slit, before sucking my way down his length. My hot, wet mouth moves past his spongy head, taking him deep into my throat. Charlie strokes my hair as I explore his manhood. I like discovering what I can do with him. When I hear his breath hitch, or when he lets out a moan, I know to keep doing those things. I love it most when he grinds his hips upward, it shows me I am doing things correctly. When I begin to feel more. "When we arrived at our destination, I was escorted into the kitchen, to be greeted by a truly wonderful scene: thirteen girls cooking up a storm! There was food EVERYWHERE! Except in my belly, but I was pretty sure that problem was going to be very well fixed. By the way, the girls were looking very nice too, although most of them were wearing aprons, indicating that they had exactly the right priorities.I'll write most of the following conversations as if one girl was speaking. In practice.