‘I love you, Priscilla.’ As soon as he uttered the words, she gave him the same look she gives Chad, the hot, handsome quarterback of the football...team, when she’s sitting next to him in his Corvette convertible. In was intoxicatingly magical the way she was looking at him. Never has she ever looked at him in this way before. She nearly leapt over the table at him. ‘I love you, too, Stephen.’ She said while holding him and hugging him. She was kissing him and she was touching him in a place. Alcohol always makes Bonnie more uninhibited,but even so I was a little shocked at what she had said.“Why’s that?” I asked, trying to sound naive.“Because they say you can train a dog to do anything,”she replied with an impish smile.“I hear peanut butter works well,” I offered, droppingall pretense of not understanding what she meant. “I’ll have to remember that,” she laughed.Bonnie frequently made risqus comments when she drank. Iwas. I slapped both her ass cheeks and she cried out again as my cock was squeezed like never before. Jordy took great joy in going from my balls to the base of my shaft; rubbing the big vein and feeling it throb as the pleasure picked up. “Fuck her big ass!” Jordy said, getting into things. “Her ass is yours, claim it! It’s just for you. Look how perfect it looks with your cock inside.” Jordy got up and started to kiss my neck, while still keeping a hand down on her sister’s clit. Price was Cumming. But I’m a tease; I gently stroked everywhere except where she needed it most, causing her to groan in frustration until she finally said, “Please, Britt, please!” I knelt between her legs and drew the garment down and off, so that she was now just in her stockings. It was like something Alberto Vargas would have painted, only a little more explicit. I slowly traced the form of her labia, now glistening with the moisture from her arousal. She shuddered as my middle finger made a shallow pass up.