That doesn't compare to the "self-abuse" I engaged in when I found an actual blouse she'd left on Jesse's floor. But I digress.It kills me to know he'... having her only sixty feet away from me. In my own house! I listened outside his door to her little moans and cries and spurted come all over the floor. And this isn't tile or hard wood (no pun intended), this is luxury Berber carpeting. I cleaned it up as best I could, but I hope he doesn't notice the stain. And they were too engrossed in each. A small bed, oldish dressers and shelves, looking impermanent but comfortable. Twenty years ago there would have been cinder blocks holding up the shelves and an old cable spool as a living room table. In the '90s things are slightly classier.Brad left and she glanced around the familiar room until he returned with two refilled glasses and a deck of cards. She regained her seat on the carpeted floor, crossing her legs.They drank vodka and played. Stevie lost the first hand and removed her. Heather opened the door and we almost fell through it, we were so overcome with lust. I closed the door, and pushed Heather up against it, our tongues entwined and her leg up wrapped round me, and my hand feeling her ass. She grabbed my head keeping my lips on hers, as we snogged and felt one another. We managed to stumble over to the bed, and fell on it, still entangled with my tongue right down her throat in pure unadulterated lust. We rolled around a bit fumbling as I tried to pull her. For hours.her ghost licks were magical.’ I love your sweetness.’ She moaned softly biting my vagina and lunging.nipping my breast.twisting my nipple slowly?my wet vagina was deeply licked. As she twirled her toungue high upmy vagina wall. Circling around. Sucking my vagina with hot wet kisses on my breast ..suckling..suckling...suckling.the ghost touch of her mouth on my breasts and vagina. As the oral sex grew dark. Twirling her toungue up my vagina as we did69. For hours.suckling and biting.