I waited until the house was still and quiet and I would lick my fingers and proceed to bring myself to orgasm after orgasm. I filled with guilt,shame...and embarrassment. And yet on a boring rainy Saturday afternoon I found myself wandering across the house and into Ken's bedroom. It was windy and rainy outside but the house was hot and humid. Ken lay on his bed reading a comic book in his loose basketball shorts. I could see a faint line of pubic hair just below his naval that seemed to point. .." "You don't have permission and that's that. Now feed me your cock." "Uh-uh. Too much." I shook my head vehemently at her. My prick was nodding strongly again at Diana's nasty talk. I couldn't even look at her; I shied away. "Mother fuck." Sabrina's hand was still busy. "Your balls, then." Diana sighed, ducking her head underneath my quivering length. I could feel her soft tongue swabbing gently over my sack. "Jesus." I groaned, finding the back of her head with my hand. My cock. I reached up and unbutton his jeans and unzipped his pants. Slipping my fingers in his pants, I found him to be starting to become excited, not hard, but definitely not soft. Freeing him from his pants, his penis and balls swung free and his penis brush my face. I took his penis in my hands and laid my cheek against his penis. Looking up at him, I told him I wanted him to watch the entire time. I made sure my tongue was nice and wet with saliva and I started to trace down his hardening shaft. Carefully I wipe you with a hot towel and apply oil rubbing it in carefully to your pussy I see a flush start to creep up your neck as you begin to enjoy the sensation. Quickly I shave you leaving a narrow strip of hair pointing towards your now wet cunt. I wipe you dry and then start to gently kiss your pussy sliding my tongue through your wet folds and then gently licking your erect clit until you start to arch your back and gently grind your hips against my face. I reach up and grasp your.