He moved her head around so he could watch her face in ecstasy. He watched her... moaning over his cock now, the vibrations washing over him. He pulle... her hair harder, harder...He was close now, she could feel it and she wanted him too, she wanted them both, over and over again. She wanted to taste that hot cum as his cock erupted. She wanted to feel it hit in spurts against the back of her throat. She wanted to taste its saltiness and lick her lips with its stickiness.She wanted to feel him. .." Here it comes. My evening is shot. "I was at Marilyn and Ted's today, and I left my purse at their house. On your way home, could you swing by there and pick it up for me?"Fuck. A detour.I didn't let my annoyance show in my voice when I replied, "Sure, no problem. Anything else?" No. That's all. I'll see you when you get home. Thanks." Okay. See you then." I hung up the phone.Shit shit shit shit shit. All I wanted to do was go home and take it easy. Now I had to go out of my way to stop at. "Beryl returned home a few days before school started, with closecropped hair, wearing a pair of overalls. Her mother greeted her byexclaiming: "My God! She's a lesbian!" And then fainted. "I was effectively grounded for the last year I was at school. I endedup having to take the hairdressing job on Thursday nights and Saturdaymornings but I responded by shaving all my hair off my head andrefusing to do anything at the salon. I just sat in the waiting areareading my motor mechanic magazines,. Kylie glanced across and seeing me watching as Pete gave her youthful pussy the treatment she so craved, she just smiled that insufferably sexy little smile of hers. I had to see out the final last act, and as Pete pistoned in to her that last few times, completely adrift from reality now, I could feel his desire and his rampant lust as he spurted his entire consignment of hot sperm deep inside her. For just a moment afterwards, his cock still holed-up in the depths, he stared at her. “You fuck.