Mimicking what I had seen in my brother’s porn magazines, I glided my lips back and forth, sucking gently but firmly, swirling my tongue round and r...und and round . . . . The sensation, and the knowledge, that I had a penis in my mouth – I’m sucking dick! Giving a blow job! – thrilled me in ways I had never anticipated. The moistness in my panties became a river of my own sweet nectar as I worked on his shaft. There came that slow tingling rise of what I had always thought of as ‘buzzing,’. I had never experienced a feeling like this. "Jess, would you mind if I felt around your body a bit?" "Not at all dear, start with my breasts if you will?" I started to feel around, and when i got to her chest, I gave them a big squeeze. they were soft, and creamy. I wanted to play with them all day. i pinched her nipples a bit, while she went to town on my balls. I couldn't help but squirm, and moan. After playing with her nipples, I started to move my hands south, until i found. And wanted more .I slid my hand on her pussy. her pussy was already moist. sliding my finger in her pussy she moaned louder.i finger fucked her for while as i was kissing her lips. i laid her on the bed and i get down on her pussy. kissing her pussy. it sent shivers to her body. i was sucked on her pussy for 2 minutes and she came hard on my face. she tasted a bit salty but i liked the taste. we changed our positions. she was a very kinky girl. she wanted a tit fuck.I had only seen this in porn. “Maybe they’re going to go fuck,” Petra said. She was one of my best friends. I was so happy that she’d accepted her new role as Justin’s sex slave. Now only our other friend, Paris, needed to surrender to her lust and to stop being such a stubborn bitch.“Maybe they are,” I said, watching the pair scurry towards the exit. They darted past Vince, the most openly gay guy in our school. I wondered if he would hit on my ex-boyfriend now that Master had turned Chris gay. I shifted, thinking that.