"Andrea,I know you met him at the solo booth...does he know about your lack of experience?"Andrea smiled and purred, "If he didn't I always knew I cou...d count on you to bring everything up to the surface." We all drank some more wine. Lydia put her empty hand down to the tent in my pants. She patted the tip and said, "It looks, dear Andrea, like Peter means to remedy that situation. Does he know anything about why you are so chaste?"Andrea flashed a look at her, then relaxed and said, "I. ”“This time I mean it, sir. I want to become a good girl. Just give me a chance.”“All right, I’ll do it. I’ll eat your delicious wet pussy. But there is one condition.”Katy looked at him with her eager eyes begging him to continue.“I’ll do it if you name five postmodern novelists.”“Ok, Ok, Ok...” she hastily was trying to overcome her dizziness. “Ah… Thomas Pynchon.”He kissed her lips. “That’ one.”“Oh… I know! I know! Philip Roth.”He kissed her lips again. “That’s two.”“Ah… Let me think… Milan. Ock on the side ,jill said i dont know that would be cheating and besides he eats me really good .her sister told her that she had heard of guys that didnt get very hard because they jack off alot she asked if she thought that mite be my problem and jill said i think so her s*s told her that she had a friend that put her husband into chasity.i new what that was and i was shocked when i realized how hard i was from hearing this and even more shocked that jill seemed to be thinking about it .she. But I got her pretty good anyway. There she was with a rather wet shirt, nipples poking out as always and she hitched up her tights a bit higher producing a very noticeable little camel toe. I always thought my sisters were pretty and I had fantasized about them a bit, what teenage guy hadnt thought about his sisters? I immediately zoomed in and took a photo. She gave me a funny look and just turned away and watched the game, so I took another shot of her ass. It was at that point that I.