With every stroke, her tight boobs were moving in nice rhythm. She was moaning loudly and the whole room was filled with fucking music of thup thup. H...r nice shaped legs were bent like hairpin what a beauty she is, her entire body is like milk soft body not a single hair on it except two or three small hairs around her areola. Now I was enjoying looking at her nude body and was excited really by looking my own sister and for the first time I lusted after her, I felt like touching her caress her. I had taken a look, but she had remembered and when I told her she had she apologised. That became a standard joke from then on.When it was time to leave Pat came out, we kissed, and I gave her breast a squeeze."Thanks for letting Dave stay," Pat said."I'm still not sure it's a good idea." I know, but I'll give you something special, anything you want later," she said.We kissed again, and I left.Work went well, and after a couple of long days and a few hours, I finished everything I had to do.. Now one of my biggest addictions is playing with my nipples and cock, I simply can not keep my hands off them! This morning was no different. Slippery soapy fingers feel so good playing with my nipples and I know just how to touch them. And after feeling Bob’s cock pressing against me I was still half stiff when I got in the shower, so playing with my nipples had my cock standing straight and throbbing, almost begging me to bring it home. How could I deny it that pleasure, after all it always. ." DON'T CALL ME THAT! YOU PROMISED TO STOP THAT!" Kevin, I promised to stop calling you that when you stopped acting like a kid. Sounds to me like you've slipped." I nudged him over and sat down on the bed."Look, going through girls like you're keeping score isn't going to help the hurt. What you're doing is nothing better than selfish masturbation—it feels good when you're doing it, but it doesn't fix anything. Have you ever thought about how the girls feel when you're done with them? Have.