So did I. So did Jen. As Marge was passing into her bedroom Jen and I were beginning to make out on the den couch. I was rubbing those soft and sweet ...its and she was cramming her tongue down my mouth while she held my head and rubbed my hair with her hands. Then I put my arms about her and we embraced as I kissed her neck and ears, making her moan with lust. "Fucking hell, you are something else Billy boy, oh god, I love this. Kiss me harder kid!" We continued making out for another fifteen. I pull my cock out andshove it into her mouth. She knows what to do. She has done it a lot. My cockquickly hardens as she fucks me with her mouth. Threads of spit and pre-cum span the gapbetween her mouth and my cock as I pull it from her. I yank her headback by the ponytail, slap my cock across her face, and force it in her mouth. I tell her to take it deep and she moves down my cock withher lips. ?Deeper.? I demand. I feel her struggle not to gag. She chokes as I push herdeeper onto my cock. You know I’m close. My stomach muscles tighten under your hand, my pussy gripping your index finger as my ass welcomes your other finger. I can feel your fingers moving independently inside me, filling both places as your lips capture my clit. You suck hard on it while flicking your tongue over the tip. I can feel the passion in me building, begging for release. > > Starting at the top of my spine, I feel the tingling begin in my scalp, then pleasure racing down my spine like lightening. She was a chubby thing withgreasy hair and Tracey guessed she was probably keepinghim. The black guy was quite handsome, tall, about sixtwo and very muscular.He glanced over and caught Tracey staring at him, sheblushed and looked away then glanced up again to findhim smiling at her.'Oh shit, he's coming over,' thought Tracey as the blackman came to her table leaving the white girl to bringthe coffees."Anyone sitting here?" he asked politely as Tracey shookher head."Hi, my name's Tiny, not my.