You climb up my body with kisses, stoping at my navel to blow a raspberry and get me to giggle. as you climb further up, i feel your red hot cock, gr...wing like a tree trunk against my leg. i tell you 'i want it in me now, ill hide it from the cold.' you say yes and continue up my body, stopping at my tits. i pull them to the side and let you pass up to my neck. its now that i feel that cast iron rod touching my pussy and try to trap it with my legs. i wanna hold it there to feel it grow more. "What?" Marissa asked, unsure what her friend meant. There was a pause and Marissa began to wonder if she had been hearing things. After all she was very drunk, and the voice had seemed so soft, so quiet, so unsure of itself, so very un-Summer like. But just as Marissa was about to try and go back to sleep her best friend spoke again. "What's it like being with a girl?" Summer asked, a little more loudly than before. Now this got Marissa's attention. "What?" Marissa said, suddenly feeling. “Wow! That was really something!” commented Cory. “Let me try that.” She reached for the small vibrator in Laurie’s hand.“Are you sure?” asked Laurie. “What about this afternoon?”“I’m not going to stick it in,” assured her sister. “I just want to rub my pussy with it. I’m feeling much better now, anyway.”“Okay but be careful.”“Yeah. Here,” said Cory, handing her the large rubber cock. “You can make friends with Mister Wonderful.”As Cory lay down on her back and spread her legs, Laurie looked at. Dishes were rattling in the cabinet and a plaque fell off the wall but neither of us seemed to notice or care. She squealed every time she came and it wasn't long before she was squealing a lot. That woman really knew how to give it, but she also knew how to take it."The bedroom," she gasped between climaxes and soon we were humping each other like a couple of minxes.I came four times that day. I couldn't tell you how many times she came, but it was a lot. One thing I was sure of however and.