Yeah, well, so I hadn't had any visitors before, that's true, but my neighbors could just assume I finally got lucky. And of course they were right.So...Karen and I would meet two or three times a week and spend a terribly short three-quarters-of-an-hour making love. It was desperately frustrating not to have more time together, but not as frustrating as those times when we were together but had to pretend that nothing had changed between us. Like the times I came over for supper with Karen and. At first Cindy's fingers were hesitant, as though uncertain of what to do. But when Kathy's hand had once more returned to her tits, Cindy remembered how they'd done it before. Her pussy was flowing like a river, Kathy's skillful fingers on her tits turning her on as much as the minister had that time he... and she shuddered and clenched her asscheeks as she remembered how it felt when he was in her bottom.Kathy let go of Cindy's tits for a brief moment to enable her willing partner to slip the. The pure sexual aroma emitting from her was intoxicating. She tried to close her legs, but I had my hands inside her knees and kept them apart. My breathing became heavy, my eyes seemed to narrow and my mind went into a daze, as I dove back at her pussy and started eating her out as a man starved for weeks. I tasted the unfamiliar flavor of her period, my tongue dove into her red canyon. It was sticky, smeary, and seemed to increase with the stimulation from my tongue and lips. By now my. He's openly staring, taking you all in. How could he not? I've got you barely dressed and primed for sex. You step to the side and let him in. He walks past you and enters the living room. I can tell he's completely floored. He takes a seat in a side chair and just watches as you walk back to me and sit back down in my lap. My hands instantly return to your breasts, my hard dick nestled again against your ass, my friend gawking at you while he shifts in his seat. I can feel how tense you are. I.