I was still working my cock in and out, I had not yet reached my own climax.I saw by the look on her face that she realised, she hesitantly pushed me ...o one side, so I rolled on the bed, pulling her with me, she was now laying on top, along my body. Her elbows resting on my chest, she closed her thighs tight, then began to move her hips.She tried to sit up, but her leg would not allow it, then she grinned and scooted our bodies nearer the edge of the bed. She allowed her foot to drop to the. Her breasts pressed against my chest, I leaned over and began to kiss her neck. Paula’s scent kicked me up a notch.I ran my tongue under her earlobe; “Ohhhh… yessss…” her voice like a kitten’s purr. Using my right index finger, I lightly traced a path from her left elbow, up her arm to her left breast, circled her rock-hard nipple through her tank top. “Oooooohhh… goddddd…” this time her voice was more of a guttural growl. My precum had soaked through my pantyhose and my skirt. Paula stepped. "Emily giggled."Does he remind you of my dad?" Yeah, he does, a little."She kissed me."Go for it."With that I moved over beside Debra and kissed her. Then I licked a little of Drescher's cum from her right breast. I looked up at Drescher. He smiled, and that's all I needed to see. I replaced Debra's hand with mine and brought his cock to my lips. He was still fat and warm, although not quite as stiff as he'd been. I felt my own erection shift as I shuffled a bit so I could cradle his balls with. I shrugged. "Okay," she said. "Not ready, but when you are, come get me and my girl. We will walk down Main Street with you in our gay pride t-shirts baby. Now, I'll tell you about me." All my little girlfriends were going all gaga over Julio Iglesias while my body hungered for Britney Spears and Lindsay Lohan. I fondly remember sitting in my Grandma's lap at a very young age, never wanting to leave her for some reason I didn't understand. It had something to do with her cheap perfume and the.