I used to watch porn and masturbate. I used to moan like I am having sex. But I wanted to taste a cock. I wanted to have sex in real but I had no idea...how. I didn’t have a boyfriend as well. So I waited until on my 18th birthday.After the birthday celebrations, my parents had to leave for our grandfather’s place due to his health issues. I couldn’t join them as I had exams coming up. So I stayed back and my parents asked my neighbor, Mr. Roy, to look after me for a few days.I could cook my. “It’s like being in a womb.”“I was in a womb not long ago,” I laughed softly.“Mmm. Just the foyer. Now we’re both tucked inside and we can’t see a thing. We can only feel each other’s presence and hear each other’s heartbeat for company.”“Yes, but I smell the fresh citrus scent of your hair,” I whispered. “I feel your soft silky skin beneath my fingers.”“I feel you poking me in the butt,” she giggled. She rolled in my embrace and after bumping foreheads and smashing our noses together we. Steve rubbed her tits and nipples, as she became more and more horny. Steve retrieved her wand from their bags and placed it on her wet pussy. Jeannie came almost instantly hard and loud, saying fuck, fuck! Max was in the room next to theirs and heard her moans and decided to walk outside to see if he could see what was happening. The balconies were private from other rooms by a wall. Max strolled slowly by and caught an eyeful. Jeannie had moved to the chaise lounge chair so she could stretch. ”She flexed her legs and rose up a little to accommodate me, then slid the fleshy mushroom head over her wet labia. For not doing any foreplay other than kissing and holding her, she was still wetter than any chick I could remember.“Let yourself down, baby. Just relax and take me in.”I looked around and saw Morgana standing there stroking his cock while wearing his wife’s white cotton panties.“Hey, Morgana! Stop that stroking right now, you understand me? Am I speaking well enough for you?”He.