" This is something Lisa says on a regular basis. Every time she researches a new and creative twist to our lovemaking, she comes harder and harder. I...wonder what's next. I also wonder why the taste of her own pussy juice turns her on so much. I might have to research that.Mondays are always the most intense days for us. We suck and fuck all we want on weekdays, before Mom comes home, but on the weekends we hardly ever get a chance. We might grope each other and steal a kiss or cop a feel, but. " I whispered. He slammed his foot down and we shot off, roaring down the street. The vibrations from the car moved up my legs, seeking my core. I gripped the hand rest and the edge of my seat as we flew down the road. Taylor's exclamation of pure manly joy shook me as we spun around the corner and slammed to a stop. The sudden stop jerked me and my grip on the arm rest slipped and my hand fell...right on Taylor's lap. My eyes jerked to his as I felt his obviously excited member. His eyes were. We had just ordered drinks when Adrienne met up with us. Patrice came in about five minutes later straight from a shoot, complaining about her photographer. It was fun chatting and bitching about the business, four models all in different stages of their careers, but all relatively the same age. I was the oldest in the group, two years older than Patrice and about four years older than Adrienne. Margaret was barely nineteen, and Adrienne almost twenty, so Patrice and I had to sneak them. “Jo, baby,” she sighed, her voice heavy. I could feel her body moving against me, urging me to continue. I could feel it pull deep inside of me. Gawd, how I loved this woman. Tonite she was going to FEEL it. I lifted my head to capture her in one more tight kiss. I pulled away to find the bath sponge and the soap. Once the sponge was lathered up, I made Angie turn around, and began to wash her back. Rubbing her shoulders gently, the water washed away the suds as quickly as they hit her.