I'll need another good fuck after lunch". She carefully rolls her yesterday panties into a tight ball, with the tasty crotch outwards "Open wide, lov...r" and pops them into your mouth. Bliss.Sharon the Post LadyThat’s the story that Sharon played on her iPod, dancing around her bedroom naked, getting dressed for another day out delivering the mail. The story is narrated by a French porn-star with a deep husky voice, that makes Sharon quiver inside whenever she pronounces ‘panties’. She decides. She started to giggle and then said, "Don't worry. I think we could work out some kind of an arrangement so we could share him."I was now blushing so hard that one could mistake me for a red alien in some old science fiction show."Tempting, I might take you up on that offer. But now we have tortured this poor guy long enough. What are you looking for?" Sarah asked.Since I was too embarrassed to speak, Sandra decided to exploit the situation. "Actually he was looking for some batteries for his. I’ve been pretty lucky so far. I’ve only made out with several boys. Played with some of their...” I looked at Alice briefly then back at Lisa, “naughty bits. And made sweet love to one wonderful man and one amazing young woman. I want more control over my lust.”I was in the process of trying not to hyperventilate when Lisa spoke up, “The overactive lust may be due to the fact that our contact through the kiss that transformed you into your current self was broken early. That will be easy to. We sucked each other endlessly, sometimes fast and hard and hungry, sometimes excruciatingly slowly. We 69'd for an hour and a half on one of the days, licking and nuzzling, backing off when the other was close, finally making each other cum simultaneously in ecstatic explosions in our mouths. We came on each other's faces, chests, bellies, backs, asses. We used our semen as massage oil, as lube, as flavoring. He wrote his name in his cum on my chest and then ate it off me. We learned the.