She shuddered, wiggling her hips from right to left as I flicked my tongue over her nub. They quivered, full of cum wanting to spurt into her hot cunt. A naughty passion that would have me exploding in rapture. She’s my friend. My friend stood in the doorway of the bathroom looking shocked at what she found. I bit my lower lip. “And other things.”
“Isn’t your mom going to be home?” I pointed out. She fluttered her tongue up and down my hymen, stroking my pussy lips. One guy held up a sign proclaiming, “Futanari ally!”
I fought the urge to roll my eyes. My stomach clenched as I realized I just ruined everything with Pita. “That sucks for Wendy. Maybe you shouldn’t date her.”
“Maybe I’ll feel something back,” I said. “We’re finally finished.”
“Oh, good, you can rake the backyard like you were supposed to over the weekend.”
Pita fixed her mom a hard stare. She’s okay with some sex friends, but…”
“But you already love someone else.” Pita leaned back. Half full. “I mean, Jenny and I are sex friends. The cream dribbled across them. Asis on. I know you have one, James. My fantasy of my mother and Reverend August danced in my mind. “Yes!” I said with pride. It was an incredible passion.
