.. both.One of my favorite little games was to engage in double entendre with the little darlings before leaving for the engagement and savoring their...little glances of interest or nuances of immature flirtation offered like some naughty hatchling tempted to leave the nest for the first time. Then, for the entire time of our absence, I would allow my rampant cock to savor the speculation of squeezing up into their little entryways with their knickers still hanging on one long bare leg. If. The sensations sweeping through her whiteteenage body were increased when his long black fingers went beneathher short skirt to once again delve into her over heated littleslit. Jerome switched to her other nipple as she felt the beginningsof an orgasm building. Her head began to toss back and forth as sheran her tiny white fingers through his coarse kinky hair. He knewthat the blonde cheerleader was approaching a climax as he sank hislong middle finger as deeply as it could reach in her heated. Knowing that she could turn the tables at the drop of a hat was just as important, though.He pulled her into his lap and skewered her down on his cock again, but this time he didn't hold her. She flung herself back and choked on the air which took the place of his hard shaft. When the gasping and sputtering was once again over, he stood up, took her by the hair and pulled her to the edge of the couch where he held the back of her head and put the tip himself back into her mouth. She knew that. ‘Look, your brother is fine, you’re fine, and I’m fine. Now I think you’ll agree I had a lot to do with that. Let’s not forget it.’ ‘You…You’re right.’ she muttered… ‘Thank you.’ ‘Oh, that sounded sincere.’ ‘I mean it. Thank you. It’s just…well, you interrupted a private moment. It’s creepy. One minute I’m talking to my brother…the next…well…I’m not.’ ‘Well, I suppose that’s a reason to freak out a bit. But I am wondering? How did the subject of the girls come up in this private moment?.