And I had begged him to fuck my ass and I had been on my knees crying for want of more.Josh stroked my hair and then my tits. “Don’t be ashamed. T...at was hot.”The thought of it seemed to turn him on and he now used both hands to caress and pinch my breasts. “So much more to do,” he said.I felt uncomfortable and tried to pull away, while at the same time, everything in me was longing for the "more" he mentioned.“Why me?”“What do you think?” David replied.“Tom,” I said.“Yes. Tell us about Tom.. "I raced back up the stairs.I slowly opened Peter's door, and then raced in and dove on the bed.My brother rolled onto the floor. He groaned some more.I slipped from the bed, and plopped down on him."Morning sleepy."He groaned some more."Aw ... little baby. Does Baby Petey have a hangover from a party last night?" I loved talking baby to him.He opened his eyes a crack. "Don't tell," he croaked as he pushed me off him, and climbed back onto his bed.I nodded, noticing the dark circles under his. .OOhh…..OOHH…god! I moaned, shivering uncontrollably. She had me shaking and clenching heatedly. Susie stabbed her tongue deep into my pussy, and then drew it oout slowly, running the edge of it along my swollen clit. When she knew I had reached the point of no return, she began to concentrate on my clit totally, flicking and stroking it with her tongue. My body stiffened, and then went into convulsions as I came. I was truly shaken by it, and was still gasping and quivering when Susie slid. The persistent ringing jolted Jill Conklin out of her dreamless sleep. She wasn't quite awake, however, when she dazedly reached for the nagging instrument. She thought she was back in San Francisco, at Josephine's... "H-hel-lo?" she said dreamily."Good morning, Jill," came the deep and resonant voice of her benefactor. "How are you feeling this fine day?"Slowly, slowly, she was regaining consciousness, but there was still confusion in her mind. She felt woozy -- a drug hangover -- and she.