“Marissa?” he asked.“Yes Tony,” she said sleepily.“I have a friend coming over from Vegas tomorrow and I’d like you to meet him.”“I do...’t know Tony.” She lifted her head and looked at him. “I should go home soon don’t you think? I need to be there when Brad gets home from work.” When I heard her say that I wondered if she was even aware of how long she’d been at his house.“It would just be for the day and I want you to meet my friend Rocky. He has some really good shit.”“Well, I guess that. ..", Amy typed. "Does that cam of yours tilt any lower than that? LOL"Sean smirked, "maybe".With that, he slid his shorts off and tilted the camera down to his cock, already hard. Amy's eyes, wide open, told the tale."HOLY SHIT!!!! You have a nice cock!", she typed.She stared at the cam for a bit, slightly bit her lower lip, then pulled her shirt down to reveal the perfect set of tits that Sean had seen the night before. She started rubbing her nipples, deeply inhaling with pleasure. This made. She squeezed hard with every stroke and didn’t miss a beat, even when my come streamed from the end of my cock. She held me straight up and pulse after pulse of white shot up and splashed down. My legs shook involuntarily as the climax subsided and I looked down to see Kristi finishing her stroking. The glove was now covered in come.“Well,” Kristi eased the glove off, pulling it inside out, and placed it on her bedside table, “that brought back a few memories. Your thoughts, now that you’ve. We both stopped and looked at each other, so much lust in our eyes. I wanted you in my mouth so bad it was like I had been starving all these years. Still on my knees in front of you I shimmied your hips down the chair so I could have better access to your cock. I easily found it inside your jeans and marveled at the sight of it, so familiar, the memory of it so good. I looked up at you again while I gave your cock one long lick from base to tip and gave you a wink. Then I went to work… sucking.