It was a half mile through the woods from her house at the top of the hill down to his, and more than twice that down the winding road that led past b...th their houses to the town at the bottom. She thumbed another text message. The last few should have got him turned on already, so now it was time to get what she wanted, and get him to do exactly what she wanted him to do, too. [I want specl pic of ur cok] she pressed send. [wot u mean] came the answer, within a few seconds, [want pic of ur. When it lay open, exposing my bra and the nakedness of my chest and belly to the cool air, one hand slipped into the waist band of my pants. I leaned back against the wall next to the door, and closed my eyes. ‘He is here,’ I thought to myself. ‘Watching… He sees me.’ I was so wet. I was so excited. I walked over to the bench and stepped across it, a leg on either side. I slid down the bench until my back was against the wall. I arch my back as my fingers touched the swollen bud of my sex, and. The sexy girl below her grabbed her ass cheeks and pressed her face into her friend's snatch as she lapped up her juices.She could feel her friend's tongue scooping out all of Eric's salty splooge as she swallowed each drop like it was desirable nectar."Yeah baby, lick my boyfriend's cum out of my pussy you little cumslut." And Sara moaned loudly at being called that—a cumslut—that was fucking hot. The licking became more urgent—more desperate. Kristy grinded her hips roughly down on her face. “ Admittedly, I was hoping for something less bottled,” I purred, glancing over at him as I replaced my phone into my purse. He slumped slightly in his seat, awful posture which, worse yet, concealed any bulge in his pants as the fabric ripples about his hips and across his pelvis. Proving not too dense, he slid his hands over his waistband, unclasping his pants and sliding out of them as he fidgeted between the seats and slid into the back. It was a single, graceful motion so not until I.