‘Thanks,’ she blushed, spinning around to place her arms around Brett’s broad shoulders. ‘Good job at your game today,’ she giggled into his...ear before dropping her lips to nibble softly at the base of his neck. She grinned when he shuddered at her touch and released a strangled groan of pleasure. ‘You be careful,’ Brett warned her, his eyes darkening at her as they danced. Kate felt the beat of the music in her chest as Brett gripped her hips like he couldn’t let go. As they gyrated together,. Her hair was black as midnight. Right now she had a short, almost boyish cut, but it used to hang just below her shoulders. A few light freckles and a break in her left eyebrow completed the picture. The break came from a bicycle accident when she was six. Cammie hated it, but I thought it gave her face character.I'd known Cammie since she was nine. I was a bartender at the Wooden Nickel, and her mom had started waitressing for me. Cammie had a pair of brothers, one three years and the other. Moving on to the gloom of the small cluttered living room, I threw back the heavy lined curtains and let the autumn morning's dull light in. I checked all the hidden power points and behind the cushions. Throwing seat covers on the floor and probing the nauseating depths of the upholstery, I found nothing but a few pound coins and a handful of sweet wrappers. My search, unfortunately, drew a blank. I shared this lovely old rickety three-story Victorian building in Oxford with five other. She reaches forward, holds and gently strokes me, looking into my eyes for a brief second or two. Then very slowly and gently she kneeled and licked my shaft and squeezed my balls. Knowing that I won't be able to keep this up for very long at all; I was in heaven. She circles her tongue around my cockhead and then slides her mouth down until I can feel myself in her throat. A few more much stronger licks and sucks make me explode into that sweet little mouth of Maya while she swallows every.