‘I don’t even need to wait for the showers.’ She squatted and exposed his jock strap. His shaft bulged and his balls seemed to overpower the spa...e they had occupied. Kay circled the tip of her tongue along his head and then moved her lips over his shaft. Salty precum and the result of a hard workout greeted her taste buds. She savored the flavor and the idea that her inhibitions were quickly eroding. ‘It better be good.’ Ellis laced his fingers through her strands and thrust his hips against. Sandy's irritation was instantly wiped off after seeing his stupid grinning face, she grinned back. "Impatient as always, jerk," said Sandy hugging him tightly. "But God did I miss you!" "Well I didn't miss you at all," winked Ethan taking her luggage to load it in to the boot. "Why do you smell a bit milky" "Oh, shut up. I just spilt some yoghurt on myself." Said Sandy, trying to sound normal as she opened the door of his car, her quick shower hadn't wiped off the smell apparently. "How are. He asked if I was okay with it and wanted to continue, I agreed and we came out of the bathroom and headed back into the bedroom. Rick started kissing on my neck and ears and lips and roughlycaressing my body which I love. I was so incredibly wet and my pussy was craving the cocks, I started undressing him as his two friends watched and they proceeded to come over and undress me. Chris was taking my top off and kissing my back and Bryan was rubbing his hands down my waist and pushing my skirt. ' “Me, I ain't no pretty thing like Momma. My hair is curly like Daddy's, and it's like a soapy mop water brown. Yuck. Who'd think that's pretty? Not me. Boys used to tease me, they called me mop head. I sure do miss Momma. Daddy musta missed her too, 'cause he'd say, 'Darlin', you look so much like your momma, I just wanna marry you.' “Well, after Momma died, Daddy moved us from the country of Dahlonega, Georgia to the big city of Atlanta. I hated the city. It was loud, smoggy, noisy. I.