She pulled Skynyrd’s self-titled album off the shelf, and swapped the records. The pin dropped, the speakers sounding the pleasant crackle of the needle running the grooves. The lush organ came in with a G chord, then a D, then a somber E Minor. Josie let out a sigh, and spun languorously from the record player, her drunken eyes wandering the room as though she could see the music. Then those sapphire eyes fell on me, and I was transported to that first night when she looked black at me like that, the moonlight casting her hair in a silver curtain. She smiled, knowing what I was thinking without having to voice it, my face a book blowjob she memorized every letter of, and hers the same. She bowed grandiosely, her cropped tank draping to reveal the swell of her breasts. “May I have this dance, dearest sister?” She asked me. I extended her my hand. “You may.” We came together, our finger laced, our feet positioned in pattern, our identical smiles curling with a shared secret. I took the lead, running my hand along her waist, resting it on the small of her back, pulling her against me. We stepped in time as the drums kicked in, and the opening guitar played its amateur mournful melody, the sliding notes moving through our limbs, compelling the languid motions of our bodies as we spun gently about the axis of our joined centers. “If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?” Ronnie Van Zant’s torpid vocals dripped from the speaker, just words to pass the space between our eyes, for we were lost in the depthless sapphire pools that stared back. “For I must be travelling on now, cause there’s too many places I got to see.” My hand rounded the exquisite swell of her ass, the fingertips playing into her crack, the palm sliding beneath to cup her, to bring her leg into a bend so that her inner-thigh overlapped my outer, hiking her skirt to her hip, the heat of her naked lust radiating unfettered against me. With her balance on one foot, and her body beholden to me, I gently dipped her. “But if I stayed here with Hardcore you, girl, things just couldn’t be the same.” She wrapped her leg around me, her hair cascading in a sail beneath her as she descended in an arch, her chin tilted back to gaze upturned at our father, who sat on the couch, watching us with a cigarette burning between his lax, stupefied lips. “Cause I’m as free as a bird now…” I pulled her up to me, and she ascended in a graceful curve, her leg tightening about my waist to bring her torso against mine, our breasts squishing through our tops, the nipples stabbing into each other, rigid with sensation. Her fingers found my face at the end of it, her gaze locking with mine, our lips a whisper apart, opened to taste the other’s breath. I could smell her need from the spread of her legs, the sweet tang of it flooding my sinuses, saturating my mind with big such carnal thoughts. Certainly not big as bad as seeing Mark, nor as degrading. I visit girls like yourself who have recently come of age but due to whatever beliefs they amateur may have they have never had an orgasm.” Arianna flew down to Stephanie’s waistline and attempted to pull open her pink fuzzy pajama pants. "She usually can't come from just oral. Gwen's father Don black has Ella riding his cock on the sofa. “So you can take your chicken fingers and shove ‘em.” Lisa Chadwick had been fast asleep that night. 1. Start to get his friends more involved with the mom Hardcore along with the son. She rolled her body off Brandon’s lap, and into mine, sliding downward, licking her lips. Jim reached over, shoving his thumb into her pussy and pressing down hitting her G-spot. Not where it matters, at least.” Katelyn undid the straps to her gag, plucked the ring out and applied one finger to the base of her jaw to steer her head back up. After all, he is our King.” That feels so good please don’t stop doing that!!!” “Silvia, what has Eddie been planning for me tonight? "well look, I need to have a shower and sort myself out" I said, without actually answering her request. It felt more like he was looking into me again. There was so much pussy juice that my hand was soaking wet I took a finger and pushed it up her blowjob anus and she had an instant orgasm as my finger went in her ass. And now we were sitting beside each other again, in a pub, chatting with everyone normally. I could not distinguish what she was saying so I got up and went into the hall. “Breed me, Daddy!” I moaned, delirious with rapture. Oh, fuck me, fuck me hard oh god do it.” I could not resist. But on a deeper level, she was far from certain. “Justin,” my dad croaked. I'll tell you where to find them." got up I sat on the side of the cot and said "look guys I know that you were prolly backed up As the plates were being made, a couple of the ladies, including Diane, Dakota, Jill, and Amy all asked for plates of food. “Okay?” I know all too well. All Girl – You are free to play with any woman currently identified. It was up to Vinod to assess whether she was nervous or excited.