Lisa was massaging her breasts, andpulling and twisting her nipples. Amanda was kneeling on the floor atthe edge of the bed, wearing just her black s...ockings, a garter, andheels. Her head was between Lisa's thighs, and she was running hertongue up and down Lisa's thighs, and passing ever so lightly overLisa's quivering pussy. Every time her tongue bumped Lisa's clit, Lisawould act like she'd received an electric shock, and her back wouldarch, and she'd give out a quiet, breathy moan. Amanda. Our kissing becomes hard and urgent, his breathing louder now as more air is demanded. Sweat glistening on his chest and arms slides down mixing with my slight shimmer. Expertly he applies pressure on my clitoris as he moves in and out of me, his pubic region waxed clean of hair smooth to the touch does not scratch me. With each thrust and grind my orgasm begins to rise again, this will not take me long. Grabbing his firm bottom I pull him in hard on me, feeling all of him deep inside. Sucking. Lately she had been depressed because she was still single and spending so much time with Stacy and I was making her jealous. Tracy had no recollection of what happened and I put that memory deep in the back of my mind. We had now taken on a sibling like relationship. She complained to me about guys and asked me for advice. I even hooked her up with a friend of mine, but that didn’t work out. When she would get depressed she would call or text me and ask me what was wrong with her, why wouldn’t. Instinctively, I clung to Natalie, her fingernails lightly digging intomy back."A guy could get used to waking up like this," I said softly."How would you know?" she answered, teasingly."Hmm?"Her hand slid down my body and cupped my pussy."How would you know?" she whispered.A couple of fingers entered my sex."It's just us girls here," she whispered as she nibble at my breast, herfingers dancing within me."Very funny," I replied, playing at being a bit wounded."You may pretend to be my husband.