She didn’t even need to suck my cock it was already getting hard. That of course didn’t stop me from making her do so. “Okay Heather suck on my ...ock!” I told her. She turned her head and smiled. “Yes sir!” she answered as she pulled the seat down from the wall. She sat down and I pulled her head down to my cock. She eagerly sucked on it bobbing her wet head up and down. “Oh baby that feels so good.” I told her pushing her head a little harder on my cock; making her gag again. . She was soaking wet announced by the way the droplets ran down her thighs. My mouth was watering like a lion looking at its next soon to be meal.“All right lest get that pussy in my mouth” I said while I turned around and picked her up onto the sink“Mmm suck my pussy rob” she demanded I didn’t need to be told twice. I went down to my knees and put my mouth on her little clit. I dragged my tongue up and down her little rose bud of pleasure, while I took one of my fingers and started. Sure, I used to engage in this activity before Carla joined mother and me that afternoon, but my girlfriend's regular presence added a new dimension to the fun that fall. Once we broke this new ground, we didn't even try to rent a hotel or one of the hot tub spas. My parents' home became our new playground. If we were alone, we went completely crazy, all over the house. I remember turning up the heat one cold afternoon and mounting Carla on the kitchen table. I stood and she lay back, naked and. He was growling as the intensity of sensations rose throughout his body, and her gasps turned to moans, getting louder and more guttural, as their mutual thrusting got harder and more rhythmic. She felt him quivering and tightening his thrusts into her, and she lay down onto him and squeezed her cunt even harder around his cock, its throbbing building inside her. Then his hips lifted up, pushing his cock the last few centimeters into her sopping wet cunt. He grabbed her ass cheeks in each hand,.