"Here it cums you naughty horny cunt," I told her, knowing full well how hot talking dirty to her got to her. By the look in her face I could see that...it did as she left off her breasts, hands diving down between her legs now, one hand reaching for my cock. I pulled back however, wanting to spray her myself, preferring to watch her make herself cum now, as I did. Telling her so. "Work that cunt you naughty fucking bitch!" I told her. "Come on, play with it, spank it ... slap it. Make yourself. She immediately stared at my now at-attention cock, and began to move for it. I stopped her and said, "Ahh, Ahhh - my turn!" I stood up, pulled her off the bed, toward a full-length dressing mirror. I turned her so she faced the mirror, and stood behind her. I nuzzled to her neck and ear, and whispered, "Just stand here!"While we both looked at her, I grabbed the hem of the knit top, and slowly pulled it up. When her tits came into view, I sighed a deep sigh - right into her ear. She said, "I. Too true!Before I knew it, he had dropped to his knees and was undoing my jeans and pulling them down, revealing my white briefs, already stained with pre-cum. I am often embarrassed by this, as some guys don’t like it but he was like a boy who had just unwrapped a long-awaited Christmas present. “Aaah!” he whispered in his Irish lilt, “now that, I do love.”Instantly, his face was buried in my groin and I felt his warm breath and his tongue exploring every crevice, then tasting, licking and. She kept shoutingbetween her laugh. "Thank you. Thank you."Her mom smiled at me with her eyes and silently said the same thing.Ben, who finished in seventh place came over and congratulated her."Becca, what did you do to the bike?" "Mr. Barton fixed it and he helped me with the corners," she said. "He'sthe greatest."I quietly smiled, and then walked toward the men's room.Becca had felt the bra straps beneath my sweat shirt, but I assumed herlaughter came from the joy of finishing the race and.