I protested, naturally, and knowing what happened later I was right to do so.Brenda was fifteen and beautiful in an untraditional way. She had blonde...hair but the dark skin of a latina, a stocky build but delicate, angelic face. She also had quite a rack on her for her age, C cups at least I would have guessed. Bigger than my wife's anyway.She was nervous in our home at first, shy and quiet. After the first week she began to relax. I think it helped that I was making such an effort to show. " Her tongue circled the head of his erect penis and licked its way all over the purple crown as her hands continued to masturbate his thick length of flesh. "Suck it Susie, take it all in that delicious mouth of yours."As she began to take more and more of him into her mouth he started to explore her vagina using his index finger to locate her inner lips through her sparse covering of pubic hair. The wetness there allowed his finger to slide all the way in and allowed him to find her erect. This is on me, says George. He makes a C with his hand and pours some powder on the curve between his thumb and index finger, holds it up to her.She looks at it, then back to me, watches me shrug and then shrugs herself. She steps towards him and moves her nose into the curve of his hand, inhales. As her nose touches his hand, her lips cupped by his fingers, he looks at me and stage-whispers.You ever fuck a girl when she’s on coke, man?I shake my head in the darkness.Oh, man, he laughs as she. When she was out l went to the bathroom to have a wank into a pair of her knickers then once l had shot my thick load over them l put the knickers back in the wash basket and went to my bedroom not realising Tara was now home and standing on the landing with her eyes fixed on my cock which was still quite thick and hard, l had forgotten all about being naked as it didn’t bother me anyway, l simply said ‘your back early’ and went to my room to carry on listening to music. I was lying on my bed.