They lay still for a moment, he was still all the way inside her, as she squeezed on his cock as she cooled down, her orgasm lasting minutes, and a ha...d cock in there gives us girls something to squeeze with our pussy muscles, as we come down from the high of a good orgasm.She groaned as she got of of me and uncoupled from the rod stuck up her pussy, 'Oh God, Oh Fucking God, that was the best ever', she moaned over and over, until she lay on her back.I had to know who's cock it was that now lay. Rachel was exhausted so I climbed out of the bed and covered her, kissing her tenderly on her forehead. “I love you, G,” she muttered, half asleep, before I left the room. As I predicted Becky came in at around 12:20, extremely frustrated from her job in the ER. “I’m glad you’re still here, Michael. I need you…badly.” “I thought you might say that. I live to serve you.” “I hope you mean service me. I don’t need a waiter. I need some good fucking. Come here…now!” I rose from the chair and. I press for details the next morning, but she says only that she is not a good card player. The women plied her with cocktails, and her recollection is hazy. She thinks she might have been subjected to some sort of initiation, likely of a sexual nature. I have my doubts about the story, but my questions go unanswered.I can stay silent no longer. At last, I complain about her wardrobe. It is inappropriate, I declare, for a teenage girl to dress scantily in front of her stepfather. It is,. Her hands began to make slow caresses ofmy wet body, paying enough attention to my breasts toget them to ache for more touches. Our kisses became longer, and deeper, as each of usdrank the other’s sensuality in. Our bodies movedagainst each other, excitement charging through mypussy every time our nipples touched. For at least tenminutes, we kissed and caressed like the eager andnervous young lovers we were. Finally, Cheryl stepped back and asked me to grab ahold of the water pipe above.