When she has me as deep in her mouth as she can take it, she twists her head from side to side while pressing her tongue up against my prick. Using he... hand like an extension of her mouth, Janice slides her fingers up and down my pole, milking it, squeezing it in her hot, slippery grip.For an amateur, she has learned very quickly. It feels incredibly good. And I'm turned on by this young girl going to town on my cock, plunging up and down. Her firm, young tits bob up and down with the motion,. ”“Oh hon,” I heard her honey-sweet voice. “Please be careful, take your time coming home, then I can put some muscle rub on you.” Damn it! She was damn good at this, just an hour before she had had her face planted between her sister’s legs. Now she was talking as if she hadn’t knifed me through the back and heart. Yeah, I had to make this bitch pay.“I will be home as soon as I can,” I replied to her. God, I felt like retching at the. With it off, Duncan had a lovely view of the ample breasts contained in her semi-transparent bra. He was even more amazed when he noticed that her nipples were hardening, and when he looked up at her face, he saw she was smiling at him."Like 'em?" she said, "Wanna see more of 'em?"Duncan nodded and she giggled as she unhooked her bra and let it fall from her shoulders. There were two wonderfully rounded breasts with big dark nipples staring at him from only a foot or so away. He was mesmerised. ‘Guilty as charged,’ he replied as he pulled out the chair that had been hers across from him. It was as if he knew…everything. Although she supposed, he well might have. What did men talk about late at night when danger and death hung in every shadow? Would something as mundane as dinner around the kitchen table have been worthy of such a solemn conversation? She took the seat that he held out for her and watched as he rummaged through the cabinet above the stove for Shelly’s special homemade.