I kissed her like the loving tramp she was, a bitchy mistress.Even though I certainly did plan on screwing her again, I just saw her that way. I could...'t help it; she pushed herself on me and left me quite pleased in a way I couldn't get from my wife. Not that I was looking for it from Missy, I still got it from her.After a couple of minutes, I pushed her lips off mine and lowered my head to her knockers. I pushed my face all over those mushy pieces of flesh, but of course, I knew those were. When Amber saw it she grabbed my dick just as I ripped of the rest of her bikini revealing her sopping wet pussy. She lowered herself on to my dick and let out a long low moan until all of my cock was buried in her hot wet pussy. Amber’s pussy was amazingly tight and I almost cummed inside of her the second my head popped inside her lips. Once she got all the way down she started to slowly bounce up and down on me letting out little moans as I filled slowly her up again. As she got more use to. More than anything, Julie was still hung up on the fact that Greg probably thought of her as a mediocre fuck. And a lousy blow job. Had that Barbie Doll bar maid gone up to Greg’s room last night? Had she sucked his cock? Julie bet if she had, Greg wouldn’t have had to finish the job for her. Those puffy pink lips of hers had probably been wrapped around plenty of cocks. She was probably quite the talented cocksucker. Quite likely out of Julie’s league anyway. Why did that bother Julie so much?. I felt amix of anger and sadness. Damn, this girl was his younger sister and shecollapsed today. Their father had to handle work and took care for theirsick mother, so they - brother and sister - spent most time at hometogether. There was no reason for isolation and so many reasons forsupport each other..."You ordered a pizza, didn't you?" I asked him just to start aconversation."Yeah. There was no dinner again," he said disgusted."There are eggs, milk, jam, probably flour. We can make.