Holly Wellin finally agrees to attend a party at her creepy neighbor’s house, only to find out he lied about having a party just to be near her. Village sex But he’s kinda cute and dorky, and they’re all dressed up with nowhere to go … so what the hell. He’s fuckable.
“We’ll be by, later,” the wife told me. She stopped kissing me and got down between my legs. I broke off the kiss and began to suck on her nipples. I began to rock my hips faster. He’d forced his cock very far back into my throat. I began to realize what a precarious situation I was in. Suddenly, it dawned on me what we were doing and my head began to clear just a bit. “We’ll be by, later,” the wife told me. “You’re still wet, you little slut.”
Yes, I was wet. As she was licking and sucking my pussy, we began to rub his cock between my tits, pushing them together so he could fuck them. She started to kiss me, again, pushing me down onto the sleeping bags. I sat up. She stopped kissing me and got down between my legs.
