Hot damn. Laura Vandervoort had a sweet, sweet mouth. Now that she’d relaxed her throat, she was managing to suck him without gagging or biting, a...d it was so damn hot he thought his head would explode. The muscles in his ass and thighs flexed and tightened as his hips pumped in and out of her mouth, and he could feel the curve of his dick as it went down over her throat. His thrusts increased speed and he fucked her mouth harder and faster, his balls slapping her chin over and over with a. He held her ass cheeks and one of his fingers rubbed her asshole. Every time he applied a little pressure June pushed her cunt harder against his tongue. She moaned and could hardly keep her eyes focused on what was happening on the bed. As good as having her cunt lapped felt, fucking was what it was all about. She wanted to find out how that was done and her sister and brother were putting on a good show for her.That was being done well. David's hips flew up and down. Now that his sister was. " You never said anything to me either. Why is that?" I asked."At the beginning you seemed lonely but yet a nice guy. You said you just left a relationship and I didn't want a guy fresh off a rebound. Then you said we were just buddies so I figured you didn't want a relationship with me. I actually felt bad when you dropped me off every Saturday and didn't even try anything. I guess we were both trying too hard not to have an affair. What made you want to talk to me now of all places?" My. We had travelled different roads but had both ended up at the same place. Mid-twenties, married to older, successful, career men. My husband is a concert promoter / band manager and is in a prime position to get the pick of the up and coming, barely dressed, blond bimbo's who are looking to break into the music biz.I must admit this was me when I first met him, dancing around a pole as I sang Tina Turners Private Dancer. He was checking out the club for an upcoming gig for a band he was.