Quiet. Be still. Shall we, you and I? Shall we, our buttock muscles tense and clasping, our stomachs fluttering in hope, our breath trickling raggedly...from open lips as half closed eyes transfix on the steady undulation of exposed breasts? Shall we allow those clamped thighs to fall apart, to feel the soft breeze to play across our moisture coated skin? Shall we pull nectar infused air deep into our lungs and revel in the gorgeous aroma of our own wantonness? Shall we wriggle the smooth rounded. He patted his lap and beckoned her to sit on his muscular thigh. Layla strode to him and sat on his lap. She could feel his massive erection beneath his khaki pants and began to feel the wetness build up in her black silk panties. Layla wrapped her arms around James’ neck and lowered her lips to his. In an instant, James and Layla passionately kissed for what seemed like hours but was likely only a minute. James swirled his tongue around her mouth and licked her lips. He began to bite her. "I'm telling you, she wanted you!" Shannon said, giving me a playful punch on the shoulder. "You should have talked to her!"Whatever," I answered, fumbling with my keys."Hurry up and open the damn door!" Kyle slurred impatiently. "I think I'm going to be sick again!"Shannon stuck her bottom lip out in mock sympathy and patted her drunken boyfriend on the head."Awww, poor baby," she purred. "Did you drink a little too much?"We all knew the answer to that question, as Kyle had already puked twice. “Fill me,” was Mary’s reply. I emptied myself inside her pussy. I could feel my balls pulsing. Mary rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide. There was some spunk seeping out between her pussy lips already. “Lick me out and make me cum again,” she said. As I went down between her legs, John knelt beside Mary’s mouth. She clasped his cock in her mouth and began to suck.I had tasted my own sperm before (who hasn’t) but the mix of this and pussy juice was interesting. I began by slowly.