.. ?" I murmured."You aren't sore?" Jack queried. "We went at it like we were killing rats..." No, Sweetie, I'm fine -- and thank you for a kickass ch...rry-busting party! -- but it was kinda short, you know?" Jack had been GREAT! Once upon a time, I'd had a LOT of anal sex and learned to enjoy it thoroughly, but having a cock in the socket it was designed for was new and different -- and better! Of course, it had been so long since I'd had one ANYWHERE that it was all a distant memory, more or. The queen my father had used as a child, it had a big white comforter on it, which was extra- soft and very warm. Even in the Texan Summer heat, I kept the A/C really high just so I could use it. Ive always liked the cold anyway – though I know Texas isnt the best place to live for a girl like me. Across from my bed was a niche in which my computer desk stood with my much-loved Mac sitting on it, asleep. To the right of the desk was the door to my bathroom – my own personal one, which I liked. " slowly i move my hands on her pantie and start rubbing her pussy, i was rubbing her hard on her panties and she was moaning, after few seconds of rubbing i had wet feeling on her pantie, i was sure that she was aroused, i slide my hand inside her pantie and start rubbing her pussy, her pussy was soo smooth and wet, i removed her pantie and for the first time i saw pussy in my life, she had light hair around her pussy area, but in all, that moment was beautiful, as this was my first encounter. I raise my chin, my back arching, mouth open, smiling to the world. I can feel his intensity, his hand pushing, insistent, on my inner thigh as his kisses move up toward my core. I feel moisture, my moisture. I allow myself to open to him. In my nakedness, glistening with want, need, I let out a cry, begging. He kisses my engorged red outer lips. I reach out and grip the earth, overwhelmed. He opens my petals and sucks my lush nectar. I feel his tongue part my lips, delving, flicking. My breath.