She tasted cheesy, but there was also another flavor I could not put my finger on. I am still unsure if it was an actual flavor or if I just imagined ...t, but the only way I can think to describe it is to say: she tasted sweet (and not in the sugary way, in the hot twin way). MMM? I moaned in surprise when she started reciprocating my eager tongue strokes. Unfortunately, I was forced to put an end to the passionate make out session when I heard my lover-to-bes sister complaining about being left. He reached out and began opening the buttons on Karen’s blouse. ‘Jason…it’s raining and there’s thunder and lightning, what are…Oh! Oh, God!’ Karen stopped talking and began to groan when he spread her blouse open, bent, and began suckling her already-rigid nipples. ‘Oh, Jason…Oh, God, darling!’ she murmured, clutching his head against her chest and shuddering. Jason continued to suckle her nipples and, while his lips were busy with that, he began fumbling with the clasp at the waist of her. Behind me I heard my husband unzip his pants slowly, "mmmmm" I moaned into Deanna's cunt thinking that my husband was going to stroke his cock watching us. He did for a minute then I felt him behind me… his fingers brushing mine aside then moving into my cunt and pumping hard, he whispered to me "you're a bad slut, calling me today at work and teasing me like that and then eating a cunt before I could come home and use you." I felt him pull his finger out of me and before I knew what was going. Probably told pimp she wasn’t going back out, after our talk. Pimp probably showed her why that was a bad idea. Looks pretty nervous–keeps looking at the dark places. Must’ve taken a lot to work the nerve up to come back out, tonight. Whore working up the courage to whore. Irony. Don’t see how they do it. Not like in the comics. Can’t see the whole world from on top of a building. Can only see the street. Can only see where the sidewalk turns into a curb that turns behind the next building..