“Brenda, remember Boxing Day?” Karen cautioned.“Yes I do but Tiffany isn’t here,” she reasoned, placing Jake’s arm around her at the botto... of her breast.Jake tried to watch the hockey game that was now 2 to 1 for Toronto with a minute remaining in the first period. Brenda did her best to distract his vision with her deep cleavage and a hand going dangerously close to her short hem.“Do you think Tiffany will mind if I kiss you?” She asked.“I sure hope not!” He replied as their lips met, his. "What's in there?"Mindy picked up a pair of dark blue wrinkly things."They're skinny jeans. They're mostly spandex and they stretch. Beforeyou put them on, you have to wear this." She pulled a little bit ofmaterial from the top of the pile. "You need to wear a thong so it won'tleave lines on your butt."Brian looked at the tiny piece of pink material. He touched it andsighed. He knew the sooner he complied, the sooner he was done. Hepulled the thin material over his hips and snugged his. Tied up there wasnothing I could do to stop her but nothing I wanted to do either.Monique started to pick up a rhythm as she moved back and forth, back andforth. Her drives pushing me down into the bed, a slow burning startedmixed with a building pressure inside of me. I tried to pull away butshe would not let me as she pushed harder and harder. My hips betrayingme as they slowed their fight and I felt my ass relax. The feelingstarted to build deep inside. Each push adding to it like a dam. She reversed herself in bed, and Andy left his position at the foot to stretch out full-length beside her, his face in her hairy crotch, his nose in her ass, and his tongue once more licking avidly into her cunt.Rhoda's tongue was busy, too. She raved his balls, licked the shaft of his cock, rimmed the coronal ridge with her tongue, then slid her moist, hot lips over the tip and rammed his entire prickshaft into her throat.She was creaming heavily again as he began to suck her clit and milk it.