We got alone in her house one day while her mother had gone to town for a couple of hours, and I opened the line of conversation."I've been talking to...some of the guys at school, Sharon, and I don't know what to believe and what's just them trying to impress the rest of us guys." What have they been telling you?" Sharon asked as she moved closer to where I was sitting. I looked at Sharon with a new set of eyes as we sat there starting to talk about sex and intimacy between guys and girls."Oh,. ”“It would be my pleasure, ladies.” He replied and aligned himself at Karen’s swollen entrance.“No, the pleasure is mine.” Karen laughed.“No, mine.” Beauty grinned.Claim her he did. As wet and ready as Karen was, Logan was able to bury his full length between her rosy cheeks in one long, slow stroke. She threw her head back and cried out in pure hedonistic joy as his shaft slid into the hilt.Beauty reached up to guide Karen’s head back down. Logan helped by driving into Karen, pushing her. I woke her up and handed her the tea and then got back into bed next to her. As we had a cuddle I had a little play with her lovely 34b boobs. Then she started telling me about the dream she’s just had about a guy who came to look at a car I’d been selling a few months previously. She said her dream involved this guy (Tom) and me taking it in turns to fuck her. We’d talked about things like this before but never ever gone through with it. We had our naughty moments in the past, I remember she. He had been concerned when he left the locker room that she might not have waited for him and was much relieved when he saw that she had. As Bill had surmised, Sylvia was having a fabulous time with his cock as she moved her face slowly up and down. She was not getting tired of what she was doing – that could never happen – but she did want to do something else she had often enjoyed before so, at the end of one stroke, she took the stiff organ out of her mouth and held it delicately with her.