She found her near the vending machines, drinking a soda and reading the newspaper. "Hi Sis, how long have you been sitting here? "Her sister saw that...Amanda was beaming from ear to ear. "Oh not long, did you have a good time honey?" I will tell you all about it on the drive home."As her sister drove to her home, Amanda chattered as if a love struck teen. When she stopped talking and glanced at her sister, she had that, girl you have gone loco look in her eyes.When they got home, her sister. He immediately started fucking in and out of my mouth going a little deeper with each thrust. What was happening to me, I thought, but I knew I was being face fucked! At first, I felt my gag reflex kicking in, but soon it subsided, as I felt his cock enter my throat. Many times I had enjoyed Kelly deep throating me, and now I knew what it must have felt like for her. As he kept fucking my mouth and throat, I realized I had a huge boner and my cock was throbbing and I wondered if I was going to. Zach shrugged indifferently, as if it were of no great matter. “Are you gonna bring your bodyguard?” he asked, referring to Jeremy, who had remained stony and silent throughout most of the afternoon, speaking only to Audrina and not Zach. He didn’t need to speak to him. From the moment they had pulled up, Jeremy had known what sort of a man he was. “Don’t be rude,” she said before getting in her car and driving away. Away from the lie , she thought with satisfaction. “Why didn’t you correct. I had yet to reach my 12th birthday. I imagine it’s not allowed these days but back then we played a game called Postman’s Knock. This involved one of the party goers going into a small room and sitting on a chair; once seated the light would be switched off and the door closed. This would be followed shortly by a knock at the door. The person in the room had to say … who’s there? ‘it’s the postie’ (always a member of the opposite sex) would be the reply ‘close your eyes I have a parcel for.