Oddly enough, Phoebe still had the energy to move her crotch around, which made our vaginas grind together even more."Oh, is getting action off your s...xy step-daughter not enough, Phoebe, you need to pussy fuck me as you tongue fuck hers?" I think that's obvious, Megan. Oh, yes, step-mommy, wrap your arms around my legs. I'm getting a little out of control now, but keep eating that sweet snatch until I just can't take it anymore. I've tasted my own juice, so I know how good it is." That is hot,. Trust me on this."She suddenly felt so worked up that she wanted to do some vigorous fucking. But she forced herself to keep still. She decided to take his advice and try to ignore the stares (little realizing there weren't any stares, at least not from the Pestridge house). Instead, she asked, "By the way, are you really going to spank me?" Of course! It's just a matter of when, and how frequently. As to whether I spank you today or not, the jury is still out."She shivered all over. This kid. I was close to cumming, and hearing the dirty shit she was saying, combined with my friend’s sudden whimper was getting me closer. He had been dreaming about her since high school, and now look at her. The jealousy was all gone, and only pure unbridled, unprejudiced lust came over him. I came inside her as I saw her start unbuckling his pants.Snapping back to real life after an orgasm was always depressing. Suddenly I felt all the leaking. Under some bridge close to the river, another. Leslie walked into the bar to be confronted by about a dozentransvestites looking at her and appraising her appearance, and yetencouraging her for her simply being there. Roberta greeted her andintroduced her to the others in the group. Leslie sat down and althoughinitially nervous, she soon settled down amongst others who were likeher.After dinner, the women retired back to the bar and sat in conversationover some white wine. It was then that one of the other women, Sarah,pointed the barman.