The bag he had placed near thesteps was a fresh load for me to wash. I was more or less his maid.When I got back into the parlor they were already wra...ped around eachother on the couch. His hands were up under Meagan's shirt and they weretongue locked. With her top so tight fitting, I could see every finger onCarl's hand through the fabric as he played with her nipples. Neithernoticed my arrival so I took my place kneeling on the floor at one end ofthe couch where I could watch everything they. Unbelievably she eventually measured it to find it was thirteen inches long and rather thick and she Wasn,t so confident she could take the entire length without it hurting. But being the naturally curious cocksuckervshe was she couldn,t resist running her tongue over its length and slurping his heavy ball sacks which made him even harder. Of course my own cock had responded and occasioned me to rub it furiously as I was really turned on and suddenly unexpectedly making me shoot my load on. I volunteered to pay despite her protests and got the 2 pizzas which were piping hot. With out any preamble we opened the boxes and started eating the same and downing the coke which was free with the pizza.She had ordered tomato, capsicum, onion pizza …my favourite. How did she know? Just a coincidence may be. Putting on the telly, there is not much to view a on a Saturday anyway but I was lucky…surfing channels came upon a cable channelshowing the shakeela movie kinnara thummbikkal in. He wants me to beg him to end it, to say his chickenshit word. Well fuck him. “Shhh… it’s okay, I like boys too,” Kat said sweetly as her brazen fingertips traced the roundness of her breasts, leaving the bristling peaks untouched. “But sometimes it’s nice to play with a girl. Maurice doesn’t mind when I do.” Maurice? Fuck Maurice, thought Mara. I’m the one tied down and being used as a human playground for a randy, sexually ambiguous teenager. Her muscles were becoming sore from exhaustion and.