First, she exposed her breasts, and fine specimens they were. B cups. Proportionate to her slender figure. Cone-shaped with puffy nipples. I felt myse...f harden as I imagined how they would feel in my mouth."I'll bet your not too concerned about the fact that these belong to your little sister," she said leaning over and dangling them in front of my face. I shook my head, 'no' and went to cup them, wanting to feel their softness and warmth with my palms. She straightened up, wagging her finger. She knew that with age came a longer time to orgasm, but she knew this meant her enjoying the build-up longer, which was okay with her. She felt the small waves of pleasure ripple through her, knowing that the ride was just beginning. She moaned loudly each time her clit was rubbed just the right way.While pumping Greg's cock, Lisa put her free hand onto her clit and rubbed, lubricating her pussy. She avoided – mostly – the temptation to insert her finger inside her cunt, knowing that the hot. Give me your hands he demands. Puzzled I look at him. This is new. Now he growls. I submit and raise both my hands up to him. He grasps both my wrist in one hand and holds them up against the wall. His other hand goes to my mouth, those lips that drive him crazy. You want my cock in your mouth? I nod. Say it he snarls. Please let me suck your cock. I want it in my mouth I breathlessly tell him. I nuzzle my face up against him. Suddenly my head jolts back and I look up at him. He smirks down at. Savannah had been breathing kind of heavy but really broke the silence, when Patrick got a good move in. “Oh fuck!” Her eyes snapped open and she stared at the ceiling. Her hips jolted. “Oh ffffffffuck! Huuuh!” Her groan was almost a cry. I wondered if it was a cry for help. But at that point both of Savannah’s hands clutched Patrick’s thinning hair. She began steering him, guiding her to where she wanted him next. Patrick pulled back a bit and I watched him yank and then slide.