But Casey hadn't seemed to mind. In fact, he was caught somewhat off guard himself. And in the end, what did her choice of underwear matter anyway? Sh... doubted that he'd noticed much, she thought with a grin.Now satisfied that her desk showed no sign of the fabulous fuck-fest it had been witness to, she turned toward the door, next to which hung her purse and a backpack where she kept a change of clothes and a pair of sneakers for the bike ride home.She was startled out of her smug reverie by. Fliss lay back on the sofa, Matt's head went down to her spread thighs while she continued to lick and suck my cock like a big lollipop, by the sounds of things Matt's tongue was sending fliss on her first orgasm of the evening, she sucked me deeper than I've ever been sucked before which made think if she carries on like this I'm not gonna last much longer and i was desperate to have some of her pussy before i had cum, i think Matt had planned to give Fliss her first orgasm just to prolong his. She bent down and started sucking the black cock, slowly at first, but then slipped it into his mouth and was making a frantic movement, introducing the dick in the mouth to the throat. Suddenly my friend moan and ask him to stop, otherwise would cumming.My wife paused for a moment and pulled the skirt. He sat at the kitchen sink, and spread her legs and asked him to yank her panties with his teeth.He snapped that pink panties and yanked hard and then started sucking her pussy. She moaned. Biting my ear lightly, she whispered, my body weakening from her touch, I need to hear your answers, my pet. I stammered, distracted greatly by her tongue now in my ear, I-I-I, um, yes I want to be your pet, even though I was still pretty unclear about what such a declaration entailed completely. Only my increased breathing could be heard, as Rosie nibbled my ear ever-so-delicately, an erotic, sensual tease. I melted at her touch and was no longer remotely hesitant at submitting to whatever.