She's still leaning back and looking at my face."Look Sis, I'm not trying to pry into your love life, but I think maybe you could use a guy's perspect...ve on this. You think you're not being a prick tease, but as a guy, sometimes you get to a certain point, where you really can't turn back. If you stopped, I can guarantee that Tony went home and jacked-off, thinking about what it would have been like. I've been out with several girls who didn't let me fuck them, but didn't send me home to jack. You'd pulled your top on as quickly as you could, hurrying out of the restroom towards the car. You weren't cold anymore.You taste like salt…Everyone was already in the car, crammed into the tiny white hatchback Beck had borrowed from his uncle. You'd slid into the back, next to Andre, Robbie chatting animatedly with Beck in the front, Rex interjecting occasionally with a snide remark. Cat had emerged a moment later, clambering in beside you, bare thigh pressed against yours, tan contrasting. .He turned away and went to shower.She silently went around to the back of the house, she knew that the rest of his family was away at the time, and she came into his house through the sliding patio doors, and straight into his room where he'd left the magazine open...It was soaked with pools of gooey white sperm. She touched it and it felt warm...She knelt down and licked it with her tongue...She liked its taste and she licked up more and swallowed some.She heard the shower turn off so she ran. “Let me make you some breakfast,” she said. “No time,” he said. “I’m driving today. I have to pick up Morgan; he’ll be waiting for me.” He put the coffee cup down and looked at his watch. Jennifer moved towards him. The filmy negligee drifted over her lush curves and her naked thigh came out as she stepped, but her husband’s ‘eyes never drifted over her body. He gave her a hurried kiss and hastened off. Damn, thought the frustrated housewife. She heard the car start and drifted over to the.