Clara would come home from these outings tipsy and well-fucked, smelling of sex, ready for me to eat her out and then fuck her myself. I enjoyed the t...ste of her pussy cream mixed with a load of man juice from her stud. Fucking her sloppy pussy was always a treat. This was something we enjoyed regularly and were both content with.Then she met Bobby one night. Bobby changed her, and when she finally returned home the next morning after their first session, she told me in detail what had. Parting her legs and bending her knees slightly, she hoped her new friend would take the hint. Mary felt her own wetness build deep within her as her fingers pressed on the soft warm skin, Sam's vertical lips just out of reach. Reluctantly Mary removed her hands. Seeing Sam's reflection of eyes closed and mouth open slightly she stood behind her young customer. Running her hands up slowly from her waist, Mary came around Sam's back and over her shoulders. Snaking her fingers under the straps,. " He could do wonders with that thing and he could last for hours. He was my fuck buddy.But none of them were even close to being in the same league as McKayla.She did everything right. Even when she was touching or kissing me with just a hint of desperation, she never pawed at me. My breasts weren't speed bumps on the way to my cunt. When she touched me, it wasn't just to get me wet enough to slip it in; she primed me up and sent me over the top. She didn't eat me out thinking that it would. Show me how you play with yourself. I detected just the slightest hesitation but before I could say anything her hand found its target and she started rubbing herself just above her clit. I knew I was getting distracted but I just couldn’t help myself. Watching my sister play with her dripping pussy was just too good to rush past. As her excitement built her finger worked between her lips, stoking her clit more directly and forcing her breathing to a more intense pace. I guessed she was getting.