Hal was the bank president's son and their only child, a cool, poised teenager, new to the community, but already at ease in the high school whose mov...rs and shakers had soon realized that this 12th grader would make a name for himself. And that he did. A bit over six feet, blue eyes, a somewhat square face, auburn hair worn short, perhaps to appease his parents, but he never admitted that, nor did his new friends ever ask him. Too light for football, not tall enough for basketball, but looking. I knelt before him,one hand still buried in my dripping wet cunt, the other wrappedaround the shaft of his cock. I slowly licked the head of his cock,exploring it with my tongue. I licked down the underside of his cock,rolling my tongue all over this sensitive area. I could feel his legsbeginning to shake underneath of me and his moans, although he wasobviously trying to muffle them, were getting louder. As I wrapped my lips around the head, I took my sopping wethand from my panties to the. I started hugging and kissing her. Her ass cheeks were facing Ashok. He came from behind and kissed and licked her ass cheeks, sometimes fingering and sometimes licking her cunt. I pressed her boobs and nipples and kept kissing her.Suddenly, Ashok’s phone rang and it was his wife. He wore his clothes and left. I asked Sonam to go to the bathroom and wait for me. I went and closed the door. By the time I went into the bathroom, Sonam turned on the shower and was all wet. Her boobs were. “Ah, damn, you are very tight back there!” I groaned as I buggered Sandy, quite fond of her fine butt.“It’s yours, Master. For life! I swore it and I mean it!” Sandy pushed back eagerly at me, desperate to take more of my cock up her bunghole.“I’m not kidding. You’re so fucking tight!” I told Sandy how much I enjoyed her booty as I took her anally and made her my bitch yet again.“I don’t know if I like it more in my pussy or my ass from you! That ... cock ... rocks!” Sandy tightened up even.