Sounded simple enough even though we had no idea on the actual technique. She came back to bed and said she was ready. I was glad she was as I wasn’.... However I did as she described. I licked her pussy and clit and got her blood flowing. I pushed a finger into her arse and she sort of yelped and then moaned. “Grease your finger” she suggested. A bit of KY did the trick. She said it felt funny but don’t stop. As she became more relaxed I used two fingers. When I got to three she began squealing.. ‘Did Kevin tell you about-,’ ‘Yep,’ ‘And?’ That was a good question. Ask sleep deprived Callie if she wants to jack you off. I wouldn’t touch him with a ten foot pole. I would touch Cody, but he’d have to be gagged. Wait a minute. A pretty pink light bulb clicked on over my head, ‘I’ve got an idea.’ Some ten minutes later I was banging on Cody’s door. Cody Dunham lived down the street from the Brothel, past Greek town and into a quaint little subdivision. These people had manicured lawns, a. I pulled my sundress off over my head and stood there in my bra and thong panties. As he pulled his shirt and shorts off, I reached behind me and unclasped my bra releasing my big boobs. He basically threw me on the bed and peeled my thong off quickly. Our desire for each other was rampant. I had to see his big cock. I reached down to grab it. It was big and getting bigger. I moved down closer. I had it in my hand as I licked the head. I just love the taste of him. He was leaking precum as I. Emily had been to both weddings back after college, but Vicky hadn't; it had been in the early days after marrying Augie, and he wasn't much on hanging out with her old pals.Sonja was a dark, exotic beauty -- not beautiful in the sense that Jennlynn worked at it to be in your face about it, but Sonja had a quiet, reserved, natural handsomeness and placidity that was awesome. Back at the weenie roast Vicky had learned that while Sonja had been born and raised up in Pontiac, outside of Detroit,.