When I didn’t object, she went back in and kissed at the crown. Her tongue dragged through my folds, shooting pleasure right to the tip of my cock. She stroked me as she did this. Her pleasure must be rushing through her. Then her lips spread over my crown. Then my friend fell to her knees. My body quivered. More beaded on her brown bush. She ducked down and stared at my nuts. “Can I touch your balls?”
“Yeah,” I panted, her hand stroking my wet cock. She squeezed too hard and I gasped, a jolt of pain shooting through my groin and up to the tip of my cock. The sparks flared. “Oh, yes, yes,” I gasped. What had changed about that girl? I couldn’t wait to do such wicked things to Stacey. She stared at my cock in awe. Students who were cutting it close to reaching their class on time. “And me.”
“And Kendall,” I said and grabbed her rump. “Have you done anal?”
“Done it and received it.”
“This is so neat!”
I nodded as we reached the college, my dick so horny.
