I lifted her and took her to terrace garden…we moved to the darkest part and pull a sheet and cushion from one of the sofa’s lying there.We starte... kissing again…She quickly removed my t-shirt.I removed her shirt too and then her bra..My hands were on her bums squeezing them.She came on top of me.She was on top of me started biting my chest.My hands were busy removing her skirt….I removed her skirt and she came and sit on my face rubbing her pussy and bum on my face.I started licking it kissing. With her left hand she fisted him and pulled until she was rewarded with a bead of clear liquid at the tip. This drop she slowly spread with her index finger over the knob of his big prick. Then she licked it off with her little soft tongue. Kirsten pulled again. The next slippery drop was rubbed on her pouted lips while she gazed at him. Carlo's eyes had a far-off look and his mouth formed some silent word of pleasure. Her soft lips engulfed his hard-on. It was Jane's sister, Rachel. I had met her and Jane on the dive trip Thursday, two days ago."Hi, Rachel. What a nice surprise. Come in." Thanks. I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said as she entered."Nothing major," I replied. "I was just going off to do laundry but it can wait."She walked over to the table where I had left the basket and sniffed. "These must be the sheets you and Jane got all sweaty. They sure smell like sex." (Yikes, I hadn't realized they were so ripe.)I was at a. I knew then I was hooked. The biggest rush came during my junior year at school. I was in the library when he came in. Rumor had it that he stood at about six-foot-two inches and packed a lot of heat down below. I didn’t know his real name, but everyone called him Linebacker for some reason. I spied on him while I pretended to write a research paper on my laptop. Linebacker was over by the periodicals when a group of bubble-headed chicks came up to him and asked him ridiculous questions. I.