She was just smiling. I kneeled before her and bought my lips closer to hers, kissed her and started sucking her lips, she too was responding me with ...ull support. She was running her hands through my hairs and she was dominating me in the kiss. That moment I felt that she wants this more than me nu.Meanwhile I started pressing her boobs over the dress. The harder I pressed the harder she kissed me. I tried to enter her tops but that day she was wearing tight tops. I broke the kiss and asked. She made me stand on a pedestal holding a sign that said “Joe’s Girl”. She loves to please Joe by humiliating me and taking away my manhood in his presence. This was not the end of the world because I knew I had more manliness in my thumb nail than he had in his whole body. So when this was all over it was still me that Chanel was hot for because I exuded manliness even in panties. “Puppy?“ she called for me, “come and serve Joe and me a drink.” She loved sitting in his lap and burying her. The boys told him that she had been sucking dick since she was a freshman and they wouldn’t be surprised if she had sucked off half of the local high school and those of neighboring towns too. John asked a few questions and found out that even though she would suck anything that walked she supposedly had only had sex once or twice. This was a relief. He seemed to not mind that she was an accomplished dick sucker, but he couldn’t handle hearing she fucked that many people. Now he understood why. Between my mouth, leaky tits and him taking me without protection the moment had all his hot buttons covered. It was not long before he announced "Cumming again". Again I could feel his cock start to convulse. There was no climax for me, certainly no vaginal orgasm. We held tight, lips deeply locked, breathing heavily and I was more satisfied than ever before. I just smiled as he buried his face in my neck while he filled me for a second time. I held him there tightly, one hand on his.