Ahh, Krystle… or Krys as we called her. When we all started hanging out, she was merely a tagalong. We were a group of guys, and a girl would have h...rt our style. She was just so persistent that she eventually became one of us. She was pure tomboy, which was cool with us guys. We weren’t interested in the girly stuff at the time. She would go with us down to the creek and come back just as muddy as the rest of us. She had a good bike and could actually throw a baseball like a guy. Through. Her ass clenched and her supple back arched. Golden curls tumbled about her shoulders as she took every inch of his shaft. She bottomed out on him, letting out such a throaty moan of satisfaction.“Oh, yes, I needed this!” Greta moaned, her arms thrusting high into the air as her hips moved. She worked her cunt up and down his dick, leaving his shaft streaked in her cream.I rubbed my cunt harder, my dress growing soaked as I watched them. Greta cooed and moaned, her hands running through her. Truth be known, Amanda didn’t mind if someone did her a favor. Glory was a different story though, her good deads came with a catch, they were supposed to be repaid, repaid in full. He probably didn’t even read Amanda’s piece, the one that Glory showed him, the one about Hansel and Gretel and their sexual escapades in the forest. To Amanda’s way of thinking, sex and literature were at opposite ends of the spectrum. ‘Bullshit,’ Glory scoffed, chopping a small mound of coke with a straight. I can't decide which is more fun. Being rubbed by him or me rubbing him. "What the heck" he says "I've never done this before but I have always been curious about what it's like to suck a guy's cock and I know we can keep this a secret between us. We may never get this chance again, so for better or worse, here it goes buddy".He flips around in the bed and gets into a 69 position. He grabs my cock and takes it into his mouth and starts to suck. Up and down his head bobs on my cock. Wow, it.