Gia, the perky brunette, had slipped off her top and sat indian style behind Sara, against the wall. Her small hands rubbed up and down Sara’s naked...body. One hand pinching her long erect nipples and massaging her ample breasts, the other sensuously cupping her friend’s muscular ass as it tightened and loosened with her thrusting. He stared transfixed at the beauty of Sara as she fucked against the firm red shaft sliding in and out of her.“I would... I would...,” Sara muttered breathlessly, “I. After bathing please come I will wear you all the dress4.don’t wear bra5.Your so and sweet and cute girlfriend of mine.When I read that message I really shocked and keep the mobile on table and return the room and sit the dining table drink one bottle water after sometimes mom back to and the bathroom and cum the dining hall if saw mama wear very tight jeans n tops then I’m sure something sure happen between them I fell very wet after read that sms.I eagerly want what the situation occurs after. I can't control my desire anymore. I know I need you inside me right this moment but you won't give in just yet. You want me about to orgasm when you first slide into me. You unclip my bra and let it fall onto the kitchen counter. I bite my lip as the cold air hardens my nipples even more. You whisper in my ear not to move. You back away from me, I whimper at the loss of your warmth and touch. You undo your tie and unbutton your shirt. Taking off your shirt you lay it on the counter before. My Slut Boi was shocked too, because that is not a gesture he would have expected from me in public, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I totally enjoyed using dominant power and feminine control to end that fight. After the game, we ventured back into NYC and started our next round of debauchery. My Slut Boi and I had planned a trip to Blood Manor, NYC’s best haunted house. We were like stupid little k**s running through the haunted house (My Slut Boi in my panties of course.).