Yes, thiswine really was excellent. I replenished my glass and wriggled down inthe settee. It really was very comfortable, and I'd had a long, hardday... I closed my eyes and relaxed.***The rattle of the front door opening made me jump, even though I'd beenlooking forward to it. The guy who came in from outside was in his earlytwenties, about five feet, nine inches high, rather thin, with a pastycomplexion and a shaved head, and a stud in his nose. He wore a dark-green fisherman's sweater and. I first met Cindy when I was in ninth grade and she was in the seventh. Our school had traveled to another for a basketball game and we made a connection during the game. On the way home, Cindy rode on my bus and we snuggled and kissed all the way. As is typical with very young relationships, it didn’t last long (not much opportunity to see each other) and we parted. Three years later, however, we met at another basketball game and rekindled the romance. Cindy was half-Italian with thick black. ” Rachel looked at me with mild shock, but dutifully got own her knees and took my cock into her mouth. Kim watched eagerly as her sister took me to the back of her throat with the first push. After just a handful of strokes I was ramping back up. Kim had begun to rub her own pussy, keeping her simmering and ready to dash to climax. On the next slow inward slab to Rachel’s throat, I whispered to her.“All of it. Take all of it” I felt myself touch the back of her throat. She adjusted slightly. I knew I would cum quick and usually this would be thetime to start thinking about base ball or the latestsoccer scores anything to stop the rising tide but thistime I didn’t have to who would care if I blew my loadafter a few minutes of tight twat. I knew she wouldn’ttell. All she knows is that her pussy has been wellused. The knut was boiling in my balls I couldn’t stopit if I wanted too Two more hard stokes and it wasover. I pulled out to take a good look at her used pussy.