True, Cindy had made love to Lynn. In her own bedroom, after school or after some bad experience when the two young girls got together to discuss life...and love and sex, they often wound up half-naked and kissing and sucking on each other's tits and cunts… but somehow Cindy thought it would be so much different, if only it could be… well… permanent!And their lovemaking had been quick and secret, never slow and truly loving and open and free.Cindy sighed, and slipped off the bed, wandered to the. The second it escaped her mouth, her shoulders collapsed. She'd crossed the line. Deflated and shocked by her words, she stood stock still and fell silent.He stared at her, saying nothing.“I'm sorry,” she whispered. “I can't believe I said that.”He'd taken loads of grief for his unexpected business decision, but in his kitchen it had boiled over. Salad prep abandoned, his silent face thundered anger.Small gold Tiffany hoops framed her guilty face. She wasn't worthy of her sensational patterned. Oh Bob," Irene moans, then she screams out. “I’m going to cuuummm. Fuck me harder ahhhh ahhhh!" I can now feel her cummimg on my fingers, her pussy tightening, and her juices flowing all over my hand as she rides her orgasm. I continue fucking her pussy with my fingers, until Irene can’t handle cumming anymore. She then grabs my hand, pulls it away from her cum soaked pussy. Irene lies on the lounge, breathing fast and heavy. I put my fingers up to her mouth and we both then lick all her cum. Jim said, "I need to get more oil from the back room." A few seconds later he was rubbing the oil on me and into my hole, and I had begun to squirm around.He slowly got on the table and sat between my legs and worked my low back and ass. Then, as he had done before, he moved up and I felt his cock sliding on my crack. I noticed I was a little tighter than I had been in the past, by the difficulty he had pushing into my hole. Jim's persistence in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but.