..I could barely make out the conversation that followed... over the noiseand drone of the dryer...Over the eternity ? or what seemed like one -- I he...rd only snippets.The occasional punctuated word or phrase or laughter... mostlylaughter...At home...such a slut...pink...glad too...yes...{laughter}car...parlor...bitch...yes!{laughter}No, no...Better...Long...And the magic word again, "Understand"It was about 20 minutes later, and I heard the dryer turn off and feltthe plastic cap come off. I. I have my hands on her glorious arse cheeks, manipulating them so my tongue can lick and slide along her very wet cunt.I can’t see Jan and Jon but when Jan says, “Wow, awesome,” I know that are watching and enjoying.Mireille then bends down so that we are in a sixty-nine position. “Your cock is not as long as Jon’s, but it is thicker. I can tell by the way it fills my mouth,” she says as she licks it then sucks on it.“Love what you are doing baby,” I mutter as best I can.For the first time Jon. The story goes back to when I was in class 8th and my sister, Ananya, was in class 6th. I was 16 years old and she was 14. She always wore sexy dresses in the home, like tight salwar suits, frocks and skater dress up to knee length which arouse me too much. She had a very good figure for a 14-year-old girl. Her boobs had grown enough to be pressed and sucked.I always like her brown satin frock which came just above her knee and she looked damn hot in that dress with big boobs and a very big,. Was I disappointed! I glanced up to Mike's bedroom window to see him looking at me. I said since his father was gone, maybe he should invite Ken to 'stay over' and we could go to a waterpark the next day. He liked the idea. I hope Kent did also. Mike went up to clean up. I grabbed the tanning oil and began to cover my breasts. I glanced up to see my admirer watching. I casually sipped my fingers into my thong to oil my pubes. I was so wet I wasn't sure whether it was oil or my own juices. Ten.