Your legs, which retain the last vestiges of your clothing, your thigh high black stockings, are spread shamelessly wide for me by now. Inviting, urgi...g, begging for more attention from my lips and tongue to your wanton, needy pussy. I let my tongue make soft, lazy circles over the lips of your labia, occasionally delving deep inside or sliding higher to tease and nibble your hidden button. In my right hand, a tiny pocket rocket finds that mark more often, and just a few seconds of stimulation. I could also arrange some 3-somes or more.My normal thing was to set up meeting some friends, go down on Friday and, spend the weekend getting well fucked. There were some Mondays that I would have to work to haul my ass out of bed and make my rounds. Two of the guys [one black and one white] were spankers; they loved to combine discipline and sex…hard sex. The black top was ten inches of thick hard meat; between his hand or his belt then, being fucked a few times, sitting on Mondays could be. She kicked her pants away and only let me pause to pull her panties off, showing a perfectly maintained v-shaped bush of curly, jet-black pubic hair."Do you like what you see?" I can't wait to taste your pussy."And with that she sat on the edge of the bed, spread her legs and began to slowly rub her crotch. With her other hand she was grabbing her left breast, squeezing, pulling and pinching her nipple, moaning gently."I'm just getting pussy ready for you."She pushed herself onto the bed and. I pushed the thought of Joe quickly out of my mind, but I did start wondering what the boys were up to.When we checked in on Josh and Sam, they were both obliviously playing a videogame in Sam’s room. I didn’t even say bye to Josh, sneaking out the front door while saying a sweet goodbye to Jenny. I reeked of sex, and instead of going home I went to the gym per my alibi just to use the shower.Once we had completely surrendered physically to each other, Jenny and I had become emotionally tied.