'Just be nice to Sandy, okay? She's a sweet girl and she shouldn't be here, so if you've got any kinky fucking to do, you can take it out on my rear e...try, okay?' Caught between bliss and surprise, he grunted another agreement. Natasha tugged on his earlobe teasingly, then slid her contours down his till she joined Sandy on her knees. Moving around, she eased the younger girl's face away from the hard, saliva-moistened shaft and said, 'Good start, babes, let me take over.'Sandy felt an. Sunday morning, and she cannot turn aroundand go back to sleep. Mild irritation wells up inside her. For a moment she is tempted just to pull the covers up over her head and shut the world out until she feels like facing it again. Then with a sigh she throws the covers off her and swings her legs off the bed. Grabbing the curtains she pulls them open and looks outside. Another clear sunny day, she thinks and a smile curves her face. Reaching out for a hair band, she quickly ties her long dark. She moved away and got down and sat on the bed and positioned herself in front of my dick and grabbed it and started stroking and looking with lustful eyes into my eyes and took my cock and started blowing. I was not in a state to experience the pleasure of that level and held her hair. She was sucking my dick as if she is a professional cock sucker and each passing moment she was taking it more inside. Now as she was gagging she looked up into my eyes and that look made me go wild and I held. Since I had already made plans, I told her I couldn’t and that I didn’t think it was a good idea anyway. She responded by saying “I’ll do anything to make it up to you” and she was going to “keep texting you until you decide to see me again”. Great, I thought, all I need is stocker!Later that night I was out with some buddies watching a baseball game at a sports bar and I got another text from Keri! A little annoyed and half drunk, I messaged her back telling her “I’m not interested in seeing.