I opened the door and she pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. i took that as a big invitation. so i picked her up by her ass and kicked...the door shut and carried her to my bedroom, whilst she try shoving her tongue down my throat. i threw her on my bed and took off my shirt an she slowly slid off hers, i climbed on top of her an started kissing her neck. i slowly moved down to her nice firm round tits, and they were freaking amazing btw. i swirled my tongue around each of her. Most guys think it’s cute, Tyler teases me mercilously about it. ‘Oh my fucking god, the sex flush. Did you fuck Manderella last night? Is that why you have bags under your eyes and are looking less like my arm candy and more like yesterday’s ass crack?’ ‘Fuck you.’ I say for the millionth time in our friendship. ‘You did! You fucked the munchkin from under the rainbow. Did he have a pot of gold? Was he any good? Oh my Holy Christ, did you blow off my request to sit on my face only to turn. She was squeezing the plump flesh rhythmically, thumb and forefinger of one hand tugging on a long, fat nipple of reddish hue. Moaning with relief, she was squirting pent up breast milk onto a towel that she'd either brought along or found somewhere. Good manners and common sense dictated that I remove myself from the room as quietly as I had entered it. A sense of how deeply she had to always win, whatever the cost, with the additional dynamic of such siren like beauty, dictated. Dawn whistled and Ruff came bounding down the stairs. Dawn goes over to the closet and brings out a stool; the special padded one that she uses for her shows. Ruff knew exactly what that stool was for and he started to get all excited. We watched as Dawn laid down on the stool on her back with her legs spread and Ruff went straight in to lick her pussy. The stool was just the right height and Ruff was lapping her pussy with his tongue and we all watched as that long tongue licked way up inside.
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