Rhonda really didn't mind eating pussy and this one was absolutely beautiful to her. Her tongue reached for the huge, swollen clit just as the man beh...nd her slammed deeply into her own pussy, the force pushing her face into the narrow strip of dark pubic hair that started just above that beautiful clit and ended in a neat rectangle several inches up."You are not very good at this." I'm...I'm sorry," She stammered out in between thrusts, "I will try harder to, ugh, please you." Her tongue. The fog was slow to clear, and he felt dome muscle soreness from all the activity of yesterday, but he had no issue with know where he was. Her warmth and the smell of her hair were first up, followed in lockstep with the feel of her satin panties on his dick. It made him smile…and made it ‘firm up’ a bit. He could hear her breathing, she was not awake. He gave her a gentle caress, a brush to the side of some hair. Looking around he could see it was early, he was ahead of the alarm, which was. The guys we date and party with don't mind "sloppy seconds", but this gives a girl a chance to clean up.I was about to return to the bedroom when curiosity got the better of me. I was sort of familiar with Jo Marie's house, and so I crept to this one spot that overlooked the den and family room. You took a half-flight of stairs down to this landing, crossed through a small alcove to another flight of stairs, and descended the rest of the way. There's furniture in that alcove, and you can see. I thought to check with di. I told Akanksha I had to go to the washroom and went and called di. She did not answer. I tried again and again but still no response. I went out and called a raincheck on my date with Akanksha. She looked confused but understood the urgency in my voice. I rushed home giving di a call every now and then. Twice or thrice I also tried calling Tushar but even he didn’t respond.I reached home, the door was open I entered. Di was nowhere to be seen. I called her but got.