Rubbing oil all over me and fucking me!” She said. I was fixated on her, my eyes moving from her well oiled ass to her puffy pussy between her leg..., her tiny pussy lips hanging just a little bit. She spun around, and began rubbing oil all over her pussy now, looking at me, at my shorts straining to hold my erection. She chuckled. “Well John, if you want to fuck me,” she said. “You’ll just have to catch me.” Giggling, she began to sprint across my wide lawn, naked and oily, thin and tan, her. We got to the second floor living room and she dimmed the lights and directed me to sit on the couch. Everyone else stood around and just watched. She flipped on the radio and turned to some new age hip hop station, I'm a classic rock fan myself, but this station did have its merits. As the bass pulsed Sarah began to slowly dance around the room, shifting her body with the music, leaning towards some of the guys or girls and dancing in front of them. She continued, teasingly, to dance around. My dick was already getting hard from the kiss but now it was at full attention. After a few minutes of him rubbing my dick He slid my boxers off. Then pushed me down on his bed, Eric go on top of me and slowly started to kiss my neck His tongue slid down my body, until he got to my hard cock. Eric kissed the tip and licked the shaft. I couldn’t help but give a small moan. I smiled as I watched Eric bob up and down on my cock, slowly pressed my dick through his tight lips. I started to groan. Not that buying his love actually worked as he would still be as obnoxious as ever and would treat me with next to no respect whatsoever. As I opened the door I was met with the unmistakeable waft of marijuana and the sound of a woman groaning with pleasure. My heart sank as I rushed into the living room. “What the Hell do you think you’re doing?” I screamed at him.Freddie drowsily looked up from the TV and sarcastically told me, “What’s it look like? I’m having a wank!” He’d.