"Does she suck it as good as me?" she asked."Your sister's throat feels good baby," I said. "But not even close to your married mouth."Lisa squirmed. ...Mmmm. Remember the last time we were together? Todd had you over for the game? Did I suck it good then?" Fuck baby. Todd's dumbass sat in the living room watching the game while I skull-fucked you in your kitchen. You didn't take off a shred of clothing." You just yanked my top down. Took my tits out." It was so deliciously wrong. You with your. It was a three-piece outfit, a peignoir set comprising a mid-thigh length jacket with three-quarters length sleeves and closed with a single tie. Underneath was a short babydoll style gown, the front of which was open from her sternum to her hips, and underneath that was a G-string style thong. All were made of the sheerest white fabric that concealed nothing.“Do you like it?” she asked.“You look sensational. Where did you find that? It’s not the sort of thing that’s off the rack at. They all were wasting their time because Rachel was there. Rachel was possibly the hottest cheerleader he had ever seen. Her stunning good looks and lean figure belonged on an NFL cheerleader and not a senior high junior. When she saw him looking in her direction she turned her back toward him and ran her hands over the back of her tiny skirt to smooth out any wrinkles. As if that material could wrinkle.He was so involved in staring at Rachel's butt, that the sound of the gun announcing that. She groaned in pleasure, her pussy becoming even wetter, if that were possible. He began to lick her in ways that made his previous performance seem almost amateurish. He knew where every secret sensitive spot lay; when to vary his technique; when to go deep; when to suck or lick her cunt. It was incredible. She felt his finger return to her pussy and her moans increased in volume. She wanted to try to suck him again, but the pleasure was just too much. Suddenly, she felt the finger leave her.