My apprehension rose as I wondered what questions Cynthia must have for Cindy and how Cindy was responding to them. I closed the door and finished dre...sing quickly. The last thing we needed was Cynthia running home to her parents asking questions about what she had just witnessed.When I came into the bedroom they had moved to the living room. I followed them into that room to find them talking animatedly to each other, on the couch. Cindy had Mr. Whisker's in her lap trying to rub his stomach. Dancing up arms. Fingers entwining. Amanda steps closer, their big breasts mashing together. Her hand slips behind Cindy’s neck pulling her close. There is an electric thrill when their lips touch. Cynthia enjoys the way the blonde is taking command. Glad that she isn’t Robert. Glad to be out with a woman. As their tongues do their own dance, Amanda’s hands move down the redhead’s back. Causing delightful shivers as delicate fingers dance down her spine. Cynthia’s own hands move inside the. "Your turn honey; on your knees and suck my cock," Dan said with a shaky voice. I knelt down in front of Dan, unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. I decided right then that I was going to give Dan the best blow job he had ever had. Dan's swollen cock and my hungering mouth were now separated only by the thin material of his under shorts. Slowly I stroked his member, sizing up just how big his rod was. Dan's dick was huge, easily nine inches long and at least an inch and a half. - А по вечерам тебе не надо делать? Совсем слабенький? - пыталась съязвить начальница. - Нет, Катерина ...вна. По вечерам это вам делать не придётся, разве, что когда Юльку заменять. - Какую такую Юльку? - Какую, какую. Секретарша самого-самого! Отличная соска. - Юлька?! Тебе? Вот так фокус. Кто бы мог подумать. И что? Лучше меня сосёт? - Чуть лучше. По крайней мере при глубоком не давится. - Я тоже почти не давлюсь. - В том-то и дело, что почти. Но мы теперь будем проводить практики чаще, и.