I told him how the two frat boys traded off putting their dicks in my mouth and pussy. Sam got between my legs and licked me while I told him how they...fucked me. Each time I would stop he would look up and tell me to continue. We had a great fuck that night better than we had in a while. After we were finished I asked Sam if he was turned on by my story. Sam pointed to the stream of cum oozing out of my pussy and said “What do you think.” Sam pointed out that the wetness of my pussy indicated. I didn't mind, in fact, I liked her touching me. She drummed her fingers on my knee and I giggled. "You know, the school is empty now. We may very well be the only people here." Really?" My eyes lit up and I smiled really big. I don't think I meant to do that, it just happened. "What does that mean?" I fluttered my eyelashes at her. Whoa! Did I really do that? Did I really flutter my eyelashes? Have I ever done that in my life? Even just looking in the mirror? No, I never had. But I think it. As I had a few drinks some guy started talking to me about the ladies at the bar. He would say things like "the things I would do to her" normally I don't respond to strangers like that but hey I was drunk. I agreed and said "I would love to fuck her feet in those heels". Then he replied " I wonder what they smell like"? after about 30 mins talking about womens feet we discussed what we were doing at the bar. I said " I got into an argument with my wife now I am drunk and horny" and he said he. Kayla was grinding her pussy down hard against Mark’s tongue as he held her hips firmly. He could hardly breathe as his tongue thrashed her pussy madly.Mark finally couldn’t bear it any longer, he had to feel the tight folds of his sister’s teenage pussy wrapped around his thick shaft. In one swift move, he lifted her off his face and was quickly positioning himself between her long legs. He looked deep and lovingly into his younger sister’s eyes as he pushed forward, his cock head spreading.