Now take off that top." Her face impaled on the end of my cock, she began to unbutton her blouse. Her little head bobbed back and forth, my cock slid...ng in and out of her mouth, not missing as beat. I could see her hands work their way down the buttons, until the front was undone. She shrugged the garment off and carefully tossed it onto the coffee table out of harm's way. Just as I had guessed, her pert breasts were right there for me to admire. That was what I had expected, that Jessica. I was beginning my rebound and starting to get hard again (again thanks to “the Ropes”), without a thought she neatly picked herself up, straddled my hips and slid her remarkably wet pussy down onto my cock in one motion.“That ride on your bike got me so wet, my pussy was aching to be filled by your cock for a long hot fuck, so I jacked you off first to get the quick cum out of the way” she mused.This was a girl after my own heart. And she definitely knew how to handle a man.She began to slow. He ate the fish, jasmine rice pilaf, and steamed veggies in front of the TV.Around eleven that night, he was jerking his dick looking at Kenji getting fucked by a person he’d titled an amateur bodybuilder. The punk was slobbing on the Negro’s thick piece while occsionally taking a hit from the doobie the dude was smoking. Cortez couldn’t take any more.He grabbed his phone and scrolled through his contacts until he found Britton Sumpter - Roxanne’s hairdresser. He fired off a text. The. "Lift me up, please."I stepped up to her, grasped her around the waist, and settled her on the edge of the workbench. My dad always kept the bench very clean, so there was no dirt or sawdust to worry about. I stepped between her legs as she spread them widely, and leaned down to kiss her again.After a moment, she pulled back, and said, "There's no time for a long build up. This is a speed event, not a marathon. Drop your shorts. I woke up horny, so I know I'm wet."As I lowered my shorts, she.