One was Serena's instantly recognizable classmate Melanie, her overloaded shirt now open all the way to the waist revealing a cleavage deep enough to ...ide a phone book. This young woman had to be at least twenty, yet Serena had said they were in the same class at school. By her own admission Serena wasn't yet old enough to drive, so she could only be sixteen at the most. That was what you might call an anomaly!The second girl accompanying Melanie didn't offer any clues as to these girls'. I want you to cream on your big brother's stiff shaft and beg me to pump my i****tuous seed into your tight, wet cunt."Her hand caressed my hair as she let her head fall back to rest on the mirror above the basin, "Ohhh, yessss. That's what I want to hear."Her small c***d-like hips jerked when my tongue traced its way onto her slit and drew circles around the fleshy hood of her clit. I could smell the distinctive aroma of her arousal and its heady scent made my lust for her swell. Its. "Aa, aaa," she croaked. Then silence. The piston would pause, advance an inch, pause, advance aninch. Her body would twitch in response. "Aa -a." Silence. Her head was thrown all the way back as far as it could go,touching the table, mouth wide open, jaw quivering. The piston made a soft, wetnoise inside her as it jerked another inch. "Aaa," she croaked again. Silence. The piston jerked another inch and her bare feet archedagain, her sweaty soles squeaking as they slid on the table. "Aa -aa.". He looked down at his pulsing shaft, just a bit under seven inches with a nice thickness, and then at her. She only had eyes for his hairless cock. The soft light from the end table lamps glistened off his cock head, slick with precum. He sat back down on the sofa, the blanket that he had over the cushions tickling his bare ass rather pleasantly. “Mira,” Cameron said, trying to get her attention. She looked up at him, eyes wide, but didn’t say a word. He could only guess at what was going.