She pulled them down with the assistance of him lifting up his hips. Once his khakis were down, she pulled down his boxers, his cock sprang out happy ...o be free from the confines of his pants. His cock was even happier that Sara was approaching with her mouth. Saras lips were a soft pink, plump and perfect. It seemed to be slow motion, her lips slowly parted, her small tongue darted over her lips until they were glimmering with saliva. She came closer and closer until they pursed together and. Her underwear quickly followed suit. My mouth filled with saliva. She sat down on the couch and opened her knees. Blood rushed to my head. I could see the lips of her vagina. She was completely shaved, smooth and pink. ‘This will taste much better than pizza,’ she whispered. ‘Come here.’ Dreamily, I moved between her legs. ‘Now, take it slow. It’s not a race. I want you to kiss me here,’ she said and pointed at the top of her thigh. I kissed her. She felt cool and soft on my lips. ‘Now. "So tell me, did everything look all right to you?"Everything looked damn fine to him, he said."Well, in that case, why don't you come on over here and do something about it then?" said Cindy in what she hoped was a sexy voice. "Since we're both all lubed up, I think I’m ready for that pole of yours."Jimmy scrambled to get into position between Cindy's legs. "Easy boy!” she laughed as she took possession of his hard shaft and guided the swollen head toward her weary pussy. "We'll get you home. From my perspective, the hard part was not pushing your boner against a girl if you were hugging her.“Oh? Is that it? Feeling my boobs is horrible but pushing his nasty swollen penis against me is just fine?”I could tell she was getting mad, and it wasn’t at Steve this time. Sure, I’d offered to let her get mad at me, too, but I hadn’t meant it. I hoped she’d recognize good advice when she heard it. That was the fact that Steve was and always had been a jerk.“Look,” I said. “I don’t want to.