It made deep impressions into her thighs, forming a clear line against her skin as my fingers rubbed her pussy. At the same time Aisha had pulled my p...ntie crotch to one side and was licking my clit as her fingers went in and out of my gaping lips. I was so turned on, aware that we could get busted at any minute. Gemma was kissing me passionately as she tweaked my nipples and squeezed my breasts and my own fingers slipped inside her panties. The sound of our own moans and our breathless game. Kelly was a girl in my favorite group exercise class. After a month of hanging out with her after class and downing smoothies, she knew about my boring life, my solid boyfriend, my wanting to be blonde, and a lot about my sex life. Kelly always had a sparkle about her and I asked her why. She answered straight up: "First I have to tell you that I have an incredible man who I worship. He does things for me no ordinary man can. I want you to meet him and share him with you." Kelly's. Her mouth was watering as she couldn’t wait run her tongue along the long smoothness of his dick. She positioned herself between his legs, her nipples gently touching his inner thighs as she ran her tongue from the base of his cock to the tip. She wanted to devour it all at once but wanted to make it last, explore more of this perfect body. She made the tip of his cock nice and wet so she could rub it gently while she made her way to his balls with her mouth. “Suck on those balls,” he said. His. “You should take her to a scary movie. That way she will get scared and be hanging all over your arms and shit. You are bound to get some pussy if you protect her from the scary movie.” “Maybe,” John nodded in agreement. Not that John ever got pussy. Jane was on some bullshit kick of saving her virginity for marriage. If she was going to sleep with him, he had to pop that question and be tied down to her for the rest of his life. He figured that masturbating before-hand would be less stressful.