..like...from behind or something? Maybe we could....” John looked at her beautiful brown eyes....I can take that. I don't want her to walk. I gotta...hold back...stay reasonable. Haven't ever had a hand job actually.....might as well, lets see. John sighed. “Okay, okay, a handjob without looking at it. How the hell are we...okay, come over here.” Sitting down, John pulled Bianca over to him and tried to sit her down straddling him, but it didn't work that well. “Listen,” John said, “I want you. She’s not worried of the possibility that her juices may escape her black thong and make its way down her inner thigh. **Jesus Christ did the temperature sky rocket in this house??** He can’t take it any longer, he couldn’t care less in what condition his own shirt is in. It must leave her body at once! And he’d be damned if he was going to take anymore time unbuttoning that shirt the rest of the way! He takes his hand off her breast and out from underneath the shirt, and he surprises her by. Needing more, Sophie lifted Carla's top over her head and quickly undid the fastenings on her bra. As Carla's breasts were exposed, Sophie quickly removed her own top and discarded the cute pink bra she was wearing. With Sophie straddling her, Carla was soon experiencing a new sensation, she was licking, kissing and caressing another woman's breast. Sophie's nipples hardening and elongating under the silky smoothness of Carla's lips and tongue. As they kissed, Sophie lay back and with Carla. He slid his hand between my legs and his fingers slid over my pussy and at that I actually felt myself squirt my juices on to his hand."Maria was correct, you really are a compliant little slut Lucy, but now you are my little slut. I think I am going to enjoy using a woman as beautiful and obedient as you for my pleasure. Now adopt your original pose again."I once again obeyed him and now he stood in front of me and in my kneeling position I was staring at his rather splendid cock."I am going.