Her furry pussy was warm and wet against my knee. I love a hairy pussy! She moved it against my knee and I felt more liquid coat my knee.Moving my fin...ers to the top of the dress I slowly pulled it down until her left breast was exposed, along with half of the other. I placed my hand on the entire round, firm and very sensuous titty. I 'oohed' softly and gently squeezed. Vickie stiffened with pleasure, then relaxed and sighed deeply into my mouth. Her hand tightening on my cock, adding more. I couldn't believe he was making me do this. WACK! "I want them polished to perfection, Faggot." I worked every crack and crevice running my tongue inch by inch up and down the dark leather. And then something clicked. I was enjoying it. His masculinity, his confidence, commanding attitude. I didn't even know his name. Once I was finished with the leather I began working on the laces."Okay Fag. Now let's see what you've really got." He grabbed my hair and pulled me upright. I was on my knees. Then she looked up and gave Dave another wicked grin, it was very clear just how much she was enjoying pleasuring him. Later I did wonder if it was this which influenced Karen so much -- the fact that her sister wasn't just having sex, she was revelling in it, taking the lead role and making it clear with her every movement just how much pleasure she was getting from giving pleasure to her man.My left hand continued to feel Karen's breast, but my right hand slid down and began to stroke her. This was all happening so fast that my mind wasn’t absorbing what was happening until well after it happened. I had teased enough boys to know about hard-ons and stuff but this was the closest I’d ever been to actually feeling one. I didn’t know what exactly I was feeling at first but I could feel it grow in my hand. As it got bigger, it also got warmer and powerful almost. Like it was trying to break free of its chains and spring out of his pants. I tried to close my hand around him so I could.