First the hand was enough. She never told Frank but after their first night she had touched herself for weeks. Then when she could no longer have new ...ental fantasies about that day she approached him for another. Then she knew she wanted them daily. She hadn't figured out a way to get to see Frank daily but she yearned to. One day she would figure it out. Yes, she wanted Frank to taste her every day. But she wanted to taste, she tried to kiss Frank twice but he always pulled away. She wanted. "I think it's my turn now." Selena then crawled on top of me, where our two bodies rubbed against each other.I grabbed Selena's legs and lowered my head to where I could have easier access to Selena's now dripping wet pussy. I was a bit hesitant at first. I wasn't quite sure what to do at first, but I decided to do what came naturally to. I stuck out my tongue, gently licking away at the outer folds of Selena's pussy. Selena was instantly hit by the pleasure I was giving her, causing her to. The big question was; would it get to go any further? I hoped so; I wanted to get into her pants so damn bad. Ryan heard all of this, and took the conversation at face value, thank god. I did not want to lose our friendship, but I also wanted to fuck his Mom very badly. We had a good visit Ryan and I. The image of Ryan's Mom standing in front of me was stuck in my mind all night. I could see those nipples straining against the cotton t-shirt in my mind's eye.I went to bed that night and the. Eric plundered her booty while Dom continued to ram her pussy. The noises Kristy made now weren't even logical. She was like a drunk New Orleans jazz band with no set tempo or chord structure—it was all caution to the wind—complete nirvana in the form of her deep blabbering jungle grunts and the constant fwacking of their hips against her sopping thighs and ass.She loved the feeling of their cocks together in her. She could feel how at certain angles their tools would be pressed against.