A few days later I was invited by Allan to visit in the evening. The k**s went to bed, we drank a little, danced a little with Anna, and both Allan a...d I worked at getting her excited. We finally had her completely naked, dancing, posing, posturing in the living room for the two of us. It was very exciting to hold the naked Anna in my arms as we slow-danced, feeling her full breasts pressing against my chest, and even feeling her press her shaven crotch against me as we danced closely. Bianca glanced in the mirror and saw several drops of sweat sliding down between her breasts. How nice it would be if I could strip and let the breeze lick the sweat from my skin, she thought and smiled.Bianca's mind returned to Brittany. They'd met in high school, but nothing happened between them until the afternoon they played hooky and went to the movies to see Bruce Willis in Bonfire of the Vanities after watching his television series Moonlighting. Brittany claimed he had something. In the middle of the night I woke up and headed over to the toilet to pee when I hear muffled slap, slop, slap, slap, flip, flop, flap, flap, flap, slap noises coming from the master bedroom downstairs. This was unmistakably the sound of sex and against my better judgment I went downstairs. The master bedroom at the end of the hall was ajar and I could see Deandre pounding Lii-en missionary style. His head was buried in her black hair to one side of her face and he was thrusting deep and. The breath left my body at the ferocity of his lunge. There is no other way to describe this feeling than fucking sensational. My fingernail sc****d my clitoris out of its hood as he began a nice rhythm of fucking my ass. “You’re such a dirty whore!” he snarled as he fucked me senseless. “Oh yeah. Fuck my ass and treat me like a slut!” I begged. “Take this cock you filthy slut!” he snarled. Every thrust and every insult where like little erotic electric shocks, sending me into sexual overdrive..