MasukContent with watching and feeling her friend up, Angie sat back to watch. Stroking her hand up along Cosie's rounded up, squeezing and kneading her skin before moving upwards towards her back. Michelle kept her eyes closed, preferring to let Cosie take charge of the kissing before she slowly pulled back with a deep, infatuated sigh. Her eyes opened, hungrily looking to Cosie as she did the same while Angie took over to massaging her."Wow..." Was all Michelle could say.And suddenly it was like a light switch that went on in the room, turning the party now to an orgy of pleasure. Where once it was simply three friends talking about things and enjoying the night together, it now suddenly turned to a threesome.Both girls then looked towards Angie and moved towards her like prowling huntresses looking for pray. Taking their host by the shoulders and pushing her down on the bed. Cosie took the initiative as she moved down between Angie's thighs, pulling up on her booty shorts till th
The conversations though typically came back to boys as all things tend to do. At this point all three girls were lounging on the bed beside each other, laying down on their bellies as they looked over the edge of the bed towards the floor below. Angie and Cosie's hair braided, done up in ponytails while Michelle lay on her belly with her glasses up on the bridge of her nose, looking towards the other two girls."I don't know. I mean I've dated Brad for some time..." Angie started first, lamenting the problems of her boyfriend and the intimacy issues she's been having. "...but I just don't like him like that, you know?""You mean you don't want to suck his dick or anything?" Michelle said outright, not one to mince words on their double entendre meaning.Angie nodded her head. It wasn't how she'd word it, but she got her meaning. "Pretty much. I'm not attracted to him. He's a good guy.""Well. I dated him in middle school, and he was kind of a putz. And a little gross." Cosie state
"I can't believe we've never done this before," Michelle said as she brought her pillows and blankets into the room where the other two girls were to meet. A smile on her bright face as she strode in, wearing nothing but a pair of boyshorts that rode up along her long legs, and hugged the curve of her bouncy rear. Her sleeping shirt baring her midriff as it clung to her perky breasts.The other girls in the room were similarly dressed as they sat in the bedroom in various states of undress. Michelle having just come in, Cosie slowly pulling off her tank top to toss aside, her large brown breasts swaying with each movement she made as she took her soft hands to caress across her naked body. Angie, the renter of the house, was already sitting on her bed as she sat there in just a lacy pair of panties, and a loose top that slung down along her slender shoulders to expose her smaller breasts, but her slender body while she played on her phone.It was Cosie who replied first as she too
Ethan could not quite see her face, since his fave was literally in front of her damp pussy, but he responded “I love you too Jenifer”. Inwardly he was screaming at himself for what he had done, it was wrong, and it could be highly dangerous for his life and his career…and his cock was still hard as hell. In spite of her lassitude, it was Jenifer who moved first. She stood up by the bed and took her daddy by the hand, leading him to the master bedroom and the king sized bed inside. Ethan tried to speak, but Jenifer shushed him with a forefinger to his lips. “Mother won’t get out until after she’s arraigned in the morning, unless one of us goes to bail her out. I won’t do it. We have until eight or nine o’clock tomorrow morning to decide what we’re going to do daddy…and I’m going to get what I need before we talk about it.” “And what is it you need, baby girl?” Ethan asked under his breath. “You,” she said simply. Jenifer slid the skirt from her hips, and slipped o
Jenifer's hand wrapped around the hard cock, and stroked while still leaving the large member inside his trouser.“Baby this isn’t right,” Ethan murmured, even as his hand sought her small, perfectly shaped breasts and cupping one in his hand. In answer, Jenifer’s fingers unzipped his trousers completely and her hand maneuvered through the maze of his briefs seeking the bare flesh of his balls and finding it. Trembling, her fingers stroked all way up and traced the contours of his penis. “Oh daddy!” she said. Jenifer was no longer listening to Ethan’s half hearted protests…she wanted him. She needed him badly. At five feet six inches tall, Jenifer was taller than the other girls on the gymnastics team, but she was slender and exceptionally flexible. Her small a-cup breasts, her narrow waist, and her slender hips gave her a boyish look, which caused her to take great pains with the way she dressed in order to express her very feminine personality. Her belly was hard and
Jennifer Lawrence lay in her bedroom with her pillow pulled over her head as she mother raged in the living room. Her mother, as usual, was being a total bitch, giving her stepfather Ethan no opportunity to get a word in edgewise. Vanessa Vincent was not easy to get along with under normal circumstances, and when she was in a rage, she was impossible. She had always been like that from as long as Jennifer had been alive to know and understand her. Vanessa was a difficult woman to be with. Tonight she was in a rage because Ethan had refused to ground eighteen year old Jennifer for being ten minutes late on a Saturday night date…and Jennifer had even taken a picture of Sean, her friend, changing the flat tire. Vanessa had charged out the door screaming when Jennifer had come home, scaring poor Sean off and slapping at Jenifer all the way into the house. Ethan was a normally quiet and patient man, but he came close to losing his temper as Vanessa tried her best to slap the hell







