A moan escapes my lips unsolicited as I feel his dick filling me completely, the rocking motion of his hips building on the residue of my last orgasm....Slowly, in a sickly sweet manner, he continues to fuck me with long, deep strokes. His mouth travels the contours of my neck and shoulders.I can feel my resistances breaking down as if his erection is sapping whatever willpower I may have possessed. As he buries into me now, I am groaning unrepentedly now, wanting more and more and more. My. As she lay there he began feeling her juicy tits. At this point it wasn’t surprising when he gave one of them a hard slap. Sara hated the sound of his voice at this point, but it didn’t help when he explained, “Tits like these are one of the reasons my beautiful sister is so fucking in her own head.” He began kneading them aggressively. If she’d been awake she’d have been crying out. “All this stupid fat, women can be hot without it.” He got up from the bed just to return with his belt. Sara. I rubbed it all over my face, and kissed and licked his b---s. I pulled back his foreskin, and concentrated on the smooth head, trying to stick my tongue inside his pee hole. I pulled out his skin, and stuck my tongue inside, and sucked on it, cleaning him like he had never been cleaned before. He was loving it, and so was I. He didn’t come, and I suggested that we take off our clothes, and get on the bed. We had another Tequila first.I got in the 69 position, and kept trying to get him to suck. “Would it be so bad if you were?” she asked.“Not if I had friends like you and the others. That’s what made me cry.”“And what is making you ruin my dress right now,” said Lizzie with a giggle.Shyly Kat lifted her head and found herself looking straight into Lizzie’s sparkling eyes. She felt safe and warm and protected. She suddenly moved her head inches forward until their lips touched, for a micro-second, and then she retreated once more to the shelter of Lizzie’s hair. Lizzie reached up and.