"Yeah, I learned how to get around the blockers from a friend of mine. So, yeah, wanna watch some together?" I asked. "What kind do you want to see?" ...I don't know, I've never watched any before." "Well, what are you curious about? What would you want to see people doing? See how it's done?" "Um, I guess blow jobs? See how they're done?" she said as my heart skipped a beat at just the thought. So I typed in one of my favorite porn websites and chose the blow jobs category. "Wow, fifteen hundred. With that top and those shorts, you exude sexiness. Hell, you exude sex.”I felt my face burning and ducked my head. “Mo-omm.”Rhee gripped my shoulder and used it to pull me into her. “Poor, baby. Poor, sexy baby.”Carol decided to throw her iron on the fire. “And, Beth, sexiness can be a hit-’em-over-the-head outfit, like the one you’re wearing, or like what Rhee and I are wearing. It can also be elegant and, at first glance, demure, but upon closer scrutiny prove to be provocative.”“Carol’s. . ?" Don pressed.Steve pushed back from the table. "Lead on, neighbor!" he drunkenly answered. "I'm right behind you... !"Barbara's lustfully fanned desire had reached a familiar boil in her naked little belly and insatiable loins. She felt her skilled vaginal muscles hotly clutching and releasing of their own volition in the craving depths of her wetly seeping cuntal sheath, sensing the warm dampness saturating the throbbing area between her legs. Still, she wasn't ready to give up the obscene. Dana thrusts her fingers deeper, searching for the g-spot inside of her. She gasps when Dana finds what she's looking for. With a few more strokes of Abby's sensitive g-spot, the blonde is arching her back and tightening her legs around Dana in her orgasm. Abby screams and her toes curl hard in pleasure when her orgasm never seems to end. Dana makes sure of it, pushing Abby over the edge into her second orgasm. The blonde whimpers and has to grab Dana's wrist, silently telling her to stop when.