She played with herself as she drove home telling me about how wet she was. When she arrived home she said she would call and tell me all about it, re...ardless of what time it was.That night I lay in bed imagining what fun she was having, on her back fucking this guy, and getting off several times. Exploring different positions, lying around between fucking session masturbating while he watched her wide open wet with his cum. Karen probably what fuck him on the shower as she loves it. I must. When he mentioned for me to go down on him, right there in his car as we drove. I instinctively said no, after all, it was light out and I didn’t want anyone to see. I could feel a drop of pre cum leak from the tip of my dick as it began to strain against my jeans. Seems just the idea of sucking Jon’s dad, just the idea of him wanting me, made my cock react. I sat frozen in my seat a moment, looked around, then leaned over.”Fuck” Jon’s dad said out loud as my hand found his pant covered cock. "I said, "That could happen, too."Ronnie's humid but calmly waiting eyes told me she meant it. Or maybe it was our nearness to the candle, only a few feet away this time instead of across the room. The steady flame of the candle seemed to be reflected in her pupils.Martha slid her nails around to my tummy and said, "Ronnie, I think you set up your pictures just to get Steven revved up." Me?" Ronnie said innocently. Then she admitted to Martha, "Of course I did. What do you think? My drawings. The last dick was of my ex who had 4 inches and thin dick. We had sex once and it was average. I dint even orgasm.He kept fucking my mouth and I could sense a cold feeling on my pussy suddenly. It was very cold and was a wide kind of thing. I dint know what as I was blindfolded. Aryaan slapped the thing on my pussy and rubbed the tip of it all over my pussy. It was gliding up and down easily as I was dripping like a leaky tap. He had stopped fucking my mouth but kept his dick inside my mouth. I.