He walked into the living room and saw me reading a book and took it, setting it down. I smiled and reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck, and ...issed him, tangling my tongue erotically with his as usual, making my father smile against my lips. "You're getting so good at that" he commented, then grabbed my hips and picked me up, holding me bridal style. I blushed and wrapped an arm around his neck. "Are you going to teach me that thing mommy used to do now daddy?" I asked with a smile.. She pulled down her bottoms, walked out of them and left them on the club floor. Both Kelly and Lisa were behind Bob and me. I was dragging the group through the crowd. At six-foot-four-inches and two-hundred-and-fifty pounds, I was the designated icebreaker.Kelly and Lisa were being fingered pretty continuously all the way outside to the sidewalk. It was a group of four guys who had attached themselves to their asses. And cunts.Once outside, Kelly noticed that Lisa had also lost her flip-flops. Please comment or provide feedback to the story at . This part is a continuation of “Rain! Rain! Please come again! Part-1”. To understand this story better please read the previous part.After tasting her vagina and tasting her juices, we are on the bed side by side facing the ceiling and relaxing. In 5 mins or so, she caught my dick over my pants and was moving it to and fro. In a short span of time, my dick is back into action. We both got up and she kneeled down and took my shorts off along. Next Loraine turned her attention to Jamal, his eyes burned with the fires of naked lust, but his face was hard from the pent up frustration of sitting helplessly through the most tantalizing sex he had ever witnessed. The submissive slut inside of the dominant blonde knew she had goaded the black youth too far, and that there would be hell to pay as he sought to have his own back on her. The expectation of consequences brought fresh heat to her core, and that heat was growing fast as she.