Rebecca’s best friend back in Pittsburgh, Sarah, had told her about the time she had given her boyfriend a blowjob. Sarah had said that it was weird...at first, having all that meat inside of your mouth. She had also said that cum had tasted weird. Not bad, just weird. Sarah and Rebecca had practiced making out on each other all the time, and she had often fantasized about having sex with Sarah. But, all of that was behind her, now, back in Pittsburgh. Rebecca hoped that there would be plenty of. My head was bobbing like a sewing-machine as I desperately tried to make him cum. “Your husband hasn’t got a cock like this, has he?” He grunted as I tugged at his hairy balls, “even if he had, dirty bitches like you would still go out for other cocks to suck, wouldn’t you? You can’t stop yourselves.” He kept pushing and twisting his fingers deeper and deeper inside my cunt, making me squirm and moan. His dirty talk was making my pussy nearly boil over as I drunkenly imagined sucking. For weeks I tried to hide the erections she caused, but animal instinct took over. I thrust my hips forward making sure she felt how hard I was. She pushed back and moaned softly. My lips found the soft flesh of her neck, and I kissed gently as she exhaled. "Oh God I've wanted this for weeks," she whispered breathlessly in my ear. "So have I," I groaned as my hands finally went to her perfect buttocks. "My place," she managed through moans and sighs. Fifteen minutes later we were in her living. I lick my way down to your neck, stopping here and there to give you little love bites. I lick across to your shoulder, and then let the tip of my tongue slide down your collarbone to the top swell of your right breast. I feel your hands move into my hair, and looking up, see your eyes as you watch me. Your lips are parted, and your breathing is beginning to quicken. I let my tongue trace down your breast, grazing the nipple as it goes past. I let it travel all the way down to the underside.