Was he just as nervous to see her? He couldn’t have been, he was always the calm and collected one of the pair. But there he was, pacing and biting ...is nails until they bled. She held her position and watched him change out of his shirt, tossing it to the side of his closet, next to his laundry basket. "He couldn’t have thrown it two feet over?” she thought, but remembered his rather un-athletic capacities. Her eyes traveled over his freckled back. He had a slight farmer’s tan on his arms,. I choked a little before fighting off the urge to choke again and let him continue. He started to thrust his hips, his cock moving in and out of my mouth while his hands were wrapped hard against my head. I loved to get face fucked and I was in heaven. My pussy was getting too wet to resist. As he continued to face fuck me harder and faster, I reached down in between my legs and started to rub my clit furiously. I was moaning all over his cock while i rubbed it harder and harder. Oh fuck,. Thursday night about 9 Luther called, Evan yelled for Jill to come to his room. She walked in saw Luther on the screen, she pushed Evan out and closed the door. Two hours later she emerged her face flushed but grinning from ear to ear. At her bedroom door, she turned to face Evan “I guess Friday night I’m learning how to squirt; I understand it’s wonderful, but it makes you horny as hell. I wish your father would do things like that”. Friday at 6:30 she was upstairs getting ready for the. She threw the empty container on to the floor and reached into a bag behind her. “Not to worry,” she said. “I got more!” She ripped off the lid of the second can and squirted an obscene amount of the stuff into her mouth. “Am I fat enough for you, honey?” she asked. “Mphhhh,” I said. “Do you like fat sluts?” she asked. “Do you want me to get fatter?” She squirted another huge shot of the topping into her mouth while thrusting her cunt even harder onto the two dildos.