The odds of story-time out-lasting my urge to paint her and these living room’s walls white were looking slim to none.“Um, yeah you spread your ch...eks and sat down on it. You released them and they jiggled and kept on jiggling when you twerked on it. Hands on knees, looking back at me, licking those juicy lips.”“These juicy lips?” She made out with my balls and cock along its length.“Yes those juicy lips,” I said in a low growl.“Fucked me doggy-style too?”“Of course.”“Did you pull my. As soon as she stopped Myra led him forwards and this time. He didn't wait. He shoved into Tamika's ass hard making her squeak. He didn't shove in all the way, but the way he was was making Tamika squeal in pleasure. He was half in and pulled out. He speared Myra's mouth and she sucked him to get him wet again. After she was done she spat him out of her mouth then spat into Tamika's open hole and Leo surged forth again.Tamika's eyes widened as he sank in to the hilt in her tight ass. She mewled. I never thought in a million years Rita would say anything like that about me. I was lost in space until I heard dad yell for us to come get breakfast. I changed out of my clothes from yesterday and put on some shorts and a shirt and headed to the door. When I opened it, there was Rita, sitting down on the floor, leaning up against the wall, sleep. She kept her word, she never left, she alwayd did keep her promises. I went to brush my teeth without her then went back and woke her up to eat. She. The rider’s eyes were directed at my rear end, but again I had the impression of indifference. “’Least you’re dressed all right for a bike. Get on.” I slung my purse over my shoulder and pulled it around to my back to avoid banging the gun against him and betraying its presence, then stood up against the bike and put a tentative hand on the saddle. The rider looked around at me. “You ever ridden before?” I blushed a little, I knew I didn’t look much like a biker babe, though I wore (designer).