Kimberly was shrieking and pulling me closer to her. ‘I want to be on top.’ Kimberly sighed. ‘No problem, baby girl.’ I agreed. ‘You can rid... this dick.’ She laughed and climbed on top of me. Kimberly developed a nice smooth rhythm, slowly first, then riding me fast. I felt her playing with my balls as she rides up and down like an express elevator. Kimberly was moaning and screaming how good my dick was in her. She was dripping all over me, having one orgasm after another. This was really a. “I don’t understand it myself.” She paused, biting her lip before continuing. “I wanted to see if what everyone was saying about our pair bonding was true, so I decided to conduct a real-life experiment.”Delilah smiled knowingly, nodding her head. “So your first time was a disappointment? Maybe your expectations were a bit overinflated?”Betty shook her head vehemently. “No, it was the complete opposite.” She stopped and spun around, opening her arms to the heavens. “It was the most wonderful. I was nibbling gently on her neck when she shuddered and mumbled my name, again; and I took that as my cue that it was time for the encore.And what an encore!She continued to call out my name over and over as I brushed my lips over her neck, across her shoulders, and to the tops of her breasts and around them. Her tone would go up and down the scale and she would actually squeal my name when I would gently suck her skin."Oh, Uncle Bob, please?" she gasped as I ran my tongue up the inside of her. The traffic warden lowered her head and continued writing. When she had finished, she carefully folded the parking ticket inside the plastic yellow and black wrapper and handed it to Melissa. A shame-on-you smile appeared on her face. Melissa held it for a fraction of a second. “Miss,” she started, “I really cannot afford this. I know I have some bags here, but my mother gave me the money for these so that I can look good for my boyfriend,” Melissa’s lies spouted forth. Melissa clocked the.