"Something tells me you're going to be natural, on your knees now."Cindy moaned a little and fell to her knees."Good girl, you want to be my good girl... are not you?Cindy looked up and nodded apprehensively."Show me then, you know what I want."Cindy nervously moved her mouth to the shaven mound of Skye. She could not believe what she was going to do. But yes, she felt her panties get wet in the way Skye treated her.Before she got close, Sky reached out and pulled her face into her pussy."Show me. I imagined how big it could be. I wondered what it looked like, if it belonged to a black man, because I could not even to turn my head to look at his face.Absolutely lost in my thoughts, I didn’t realize that I was pushing back my ass on that dick. And the man was soundlessly humping between my cheeks. Suddenly I felt my cunt had become wet.I consciously started pushing back, in rhythm to his thrusting. It felt so good! The bus stopped. Passengers got on and off. But all I was aware of was. Luckily, the neighbours weren’t close on either side, and no one was behind us with the hill to be annoyed by any loud music from our house.One of the boys, Brian, had an old Holden station wagon and he was able to pick me up from the wharf. The boys weren’t working until later that night. Brian was a trainee Chef and the other lad, Shorn, was a bartender. They were both a little older than Ryan but younger than me, and we got on okay.The boys sure knew how to party hard. While it was the. A little wine dribbles out and lands on her breast. The bead of sweet juice rolls down to her nipple and she squirms slightly imaging his tongue grazing her breasts. Just the thought of him gets her juices flowing. He’s driving home from work. It’s been a long day and he can’t wait to see her. He needs some release. He left early because he couldn’t take one more second at work. His cock twitches just thinking of her in her sweats and T-shirt. He pulls up the driveway and starts walking toward.