“What about you Piper?” “I’m fine, thank you.” “We’ll just take the bill,” Deuce said as I took one last look down at the valley.I did...’t see how much it cost altogether but I was in shock as Deuce gave the waiter a wad of money including his tip. As the waiter walked away with a satisfied smile on his face, Deuce and I set off towards the door. “How much was it?” I asked as we navigated between the tables.“Never you mind,” Deuce laughed. “I know you don’t feel right but really, it’s okay,. I knew she was trying to capture my cock.She was telegraphing her attempts to snare the head of my cock by moving her tongue at the corner of her lips. Each time the head of my cock slapped her pussy she attempted to trap it like a snapping turtle catches flies. She had the advantage of watching my cock as it slapped her pussy but I had to advantage of watching her facial expression.We played the little game, my cock slapping and her pussy snapping at it without success. We both respected the. . he’s like their little brother. He’s always tugging on their pigtails or tying their shoelaces together. Rick is the same way. I look at those four like a family of siblings. Susan is the oldest. She’s the caretaker; the one that thinks things through. Sarah is the ballsy middle sister with the big mouth and sharp tongue. Travis is the oldest brother but still younger than his sisters. He’s the enforcer.”“And Rick?”The question came from me because I had never heard the analogy before. I. Waverly passionately kissed her lips during this orgasm, feeling her girlfriend moaning into her lips. She eagerly seized her lips with her own.When she parted her lips from Tristy's, she smiled. "Come with me," Waverly said as she held out her hand for Tristy to take.Waverly laid on the grass beside the bench, now she guided Tristy to sit on her face. Tristy's knees straddled her face, Tristy began to ride and feel all of Waverly's wet kisses. Waverly held down Tristy's thighs, stroking her.