“Mm,” she purred with a sultry voice, after which she dropped a hand in his lap, rubbing his dick through the cloth of his pants.“Yeah, that bar...ly helps,” Erik grunted.“I have another confession to make,” Jessica said, who bit her lower lip as she looked him in the eyes.“What?”“Boys aren’t the only ones I’ve had sex with. I—, I also enjoy girls.”Erik’s breath caught in his throat and his pupils grew wide while he processed that piece of information. “Wait, say what?”“Why do you think I like. In the shower, you would massage your asshole, carefully inserting a finger. After a while, you became braver. Two fingers, three fingers, you had discovered the immense pleasure to be had by pressing on your prostate while you stroked your 7 inch cock. From there, it was all down the rabbit hole.You then noticed that your tastes in porn had changed too. Slowly, you realized that the smut wouldn't help you keep your erection. You searched and searched for a video to provide that same erotic. I was ashamed but overwhelmed with excitement.He drew his face eagerly, closer to my mound and planted a deep kiss on it. I felt his hot breath on my pussy.He grabbed my breast while his tongue went for my pussy. He pressed my breast with such a force as if he was kneading the dough for chappathi (Roti). The brut force felt good too and strangely made me feel wilder. He pinched my erect nipple over the blouse.I held his hair tight, partly because I was still standing over the stool and needed. Their home lives were very much different and they wanted to experience as much as they were allowed it seemed. She was fondled, pinched, spanked and kissed as she made her way up. The only thing that didn’t happen was she wasn’t fucked, she moved to fast for that. At the top of the stairs she had to call out to her master to point her to his room as there were several to choose from. Cindi went straight to the shower and just let the warm water run down her aching body. The water couldn’t be.