I loved Charlotte for who she was, even though it killed me inside to do so. But I had about as much choice in the matter as I did if I were to argue ...ith gravity. I loved Charlotte, and I always would. I was blind and stupid.It was this blindness and stupidness that made me, when I drove away, go back to my place instead of returning to Charlotte's. I didn't want to walk in and see her on her knees sucking some other guy's cock. I didn't want to catch her bent over the coffee table with this. Her face was flushed bright red - whether from the after-effects of her orgasm or from her boldness he didn’t know - but she still looked stubbornly determined. Also - Jason was sure of it - there was a touch of eagerness there as well.“Only if you want to.” Jason said gently. All he wanted to do was roll himself over further until he was above her, to feel her smooth thighs around his waist - to experience that moment just before he pushed himself inside of her ... but he held off with what. I reached out to fondle her breast but she batted my hands away so I had to be content to settle them on her thighs as she rode me up and down. I had never been so deeply intent on her pleasure. She is usually always concerned about mine.I was trying to meet her with thrusts of mine but she didn’t seem to care. She controlled the pace, up and down, fast and deep. She would settle on me each time until she had me as far in her as I could be before lifting herself off each time. She was moaning. Kristy began to play with her own nipples as she squeezed them hard as her head rolled back. Sara was eating her in a way she'd never been eaten before. This was amazing. The sexy girl below her grabbed her ass cheeks and pressed her face into her friend's snatch as she lapped up her juices.She could feel her friend's tongue scooping out all of Eric's salty splooge as she swallowed each drop like it was desirable nectar."Yeah baby, lick my boyfriend's cum out of my pussy you little cumslut.".