‘I thought I had made myself quite clear…you were supposed to be wearing one of them last week-end. Would you prefer that I make an appointment to...get you pierced?’ He glanced up at her again. Was this an attempt to re-establish some dominance over him after ignoring him for the last two weeks? Where had she been? Did it matter? Was he interested in the kind of relationship where she showed up occasionally to give him some meager attention? He already had enough experience with the casual and. I'm in a public restroom trying to seduce my sister, or was I trying to encourage her to seduce me while we both tried to make her old boyfriend, who she supposedly didn't care about, jealous by faking a relationship that didn't exist. And my cock didn't care, it was achingly hard now. I turned to Bridget, who had barely moved while I cleaned up."Another minute or two?" she said looking up into my eyes.I found myself holding her shoulders and kissing her. With my not so vast expertise, I tried. As I tasted of her sweetness, her excitement grew rapidly; she was quivering with anticipation as my tongue brought her to a rush of pleasure, her canal filled with sweet nectar as her hips forced back and forth on my face, lips, chin and tongue. I could tell that she was now ready and stood up behind her. I turned my hands thumbs down to the outside of her butt cheeks and w ith both hands I parted her petals as widely as I could, pushing the head of my tool to the brink of her sopping hole. She was still begging when he started to pulse his tongue across her very erect and way too sensitive clit causing her to meltdown in another mind blowing orgasm that left her quivering and barely aware of where she was. She had rolled into Mark’s warm, secure arms and savored the way his muscled chest felt. She took deep breaths trying to pull in as much of his essence as she could, as if filling up her batteries to sustain her through the coming deployment and the enforced solitude. No.