" Not a secret that you like fried chicken." I know," Sam admitted. "I got scared to tell you my REAL secret." Then tell me!" Okay. C'm here," Sam gig...led again."I already 'cm hered'," Carly Shay pointed out as she leaned towards her best friend who squirmed uncontrollably in the dentist chair."Closer," insisted Sam, who proceeded to ensure that closeness by winding her fingers into Carly's hair and drawing her close."You know that girl Carly?"Playing along Carly nodded as well as she could,. She rolled on her side and I could barely hear her saying, "Hold me a while." I watched as they both dozed off and I also fell asleep.I awoke to the familiar feeling of my husband's lips and tongue on my inner thighs. It was almost morning and he had slipped through the door between our rooms and was now giving me a treat with his deliciously sexy tongue. He left the doors open and I could see Bailee sound asleep next door. He was obviously a man on a mission and he had me on the verge of an. She even had cute little ears and whiskers and black thigh high boots. I suggested we just stay there and have our own party. I would just snack on pussy cat. Since I was naked I almost convinced her but she stood firm and said she really wanted to go and show off our costumes. I asked what my costume was and she got all excited and said come see. I went to the living room and all I saw was silver knee high boots with ridiculous 8” heels. I asked if she expected me to go out just wearing boots. He held a folded magazine in his left hand, slowly stroking his cock while he looked at what Lanying believed were photos of naked women. Her own fingers were moving again, swiping across her clit and sliding through her wet, hairy slit.The man’s strokes picked up speed and his hips started to rise up as he masturbated. Lanying loved watching a man jerking off, and she started to get closer to release as he panted and quickly flipped the page, the man groaning at whatever he saw.His fist flew,.