“I have to go”“I have to go”“Thanks for stopping by.”“Derek, we could do this on a regular basis”“Okay”“ I can’t have the neig...bors seeing me go in and out” “Could you leave your back door open”“Sure”My house back up to a green belt with a walking/cycling path.For the next few weeks, Jenny would stop by about three times each week. Life is good.One Tuesday, I was surprised to hear a knocking at the back door, Jenny usually just comes in. It was Kelli, a cute little blond that lives about four. His mouth watered as he waited, until she willed his mouth in closer. His tongue started just under her clit and ever so slowly worked its way through her moist slit, stopping just outside of the entrance of her very core. This maneuver was repeated several times before he flattened his tongue and began to lick her outer lips with long strokes. Every third or fourth stroke, the tip of his tongue would dive into her canal. Her hips swayed slightly and her pussy was emitting a sweet aroma that. Soon my paints were off and my hands were talking off the jennys tight jeans. i leaded her down on the bed kissing her and rubbing the hard dick on her tight shaved pussy. i pulled off her top and started to lick her tits and as i did i looked at Natasha as if to tell her your next. jennys hands were hugging my head tightly it seems she was liking how i licked and sucked her tits. as i did Natasha was pulling her dress up and rubbing her wet pussy. one of jennys hands grabbed my hard dick and. It wasn't all romantic like when Steve and you met. He just started talking to me and we got along pretty good. When he heard I was from Sparta, he asked if he could take me to the prom. I think he wanted to see Gwen Anderson and Jordan Quick sing. I was just his opportunity to get in." Did you tell him that we're sisters? That Jordan lives with us? Did he mention Steve at all? Did he say he was only asking so he could see us sing?" No, I didn't even tell him my last name. I don't think he knew.