Collage Romance

"Definitely." "Would you let a girl finger you?" "Yes." "What about your penetration-phobia?" "It only applies to men." "I see. So, you're a lesbian who likes to jerk off dicks." "That's me." "You're a strange girl, Scarlett." "Wouldn't you do the same? I mean, what if all you had to do was ask, and almost any girl would let you rub her pussy and give her an orgasm. Wouldn't you do it?" "Probably, yes." "Then shut up." "Fine." We sat and fished in silence for a while longer and smoked another joint. Then it started to rain. It was a warm summer rain, and not unpleasant, and the car was far away, so we just sat and got rained on until we were pretty well soaked. Then it stopped raining and the sun came out. "If you want," said Scarlett, "I could do you." I wasn't sure what she meant. "I mean I'd like to masturbate you." During our interlude, I'd decided that Scarlett had been definitely been pulling my leg about all her hand-jobbery, and probably the lesbianism too. She had a strange sense of humor like that. Besides, if any of it were true, I'd have heard rumors. And I'd never heard any rumors about my sister, at least not about anything sexual. So, I decided to call her bluff. "Yes, I would enjoy a nice handjob," I said. I even started to unzip my fly, confidently expecting a look of horror to come over her face. Which, it didn't. Instead, Scarlett rolled over in the grass and slipped her fingers into the waistband of my cargo shorts. I was stunned into passivity, as if she'd bonked me over the head with a stick. I noticed then that my bobber was twitching. It dipped sharply beneath the surface of the water, popped back up, and then went speeding off across the lake. I looked down and noticed also that my $100 fishing pole was slipping from my limp grip, but I failed to do anything, and it popped out of my hand (this all happened in a split second, but it felt like time was stretched). Then, as it bounced down toward the lake, its reel snagged against my sister's $100 pole (which also belonged to me), lying abandoned in the grass, and both poles disappeared beneath the water. "Wow, that must have been a big fish!" said my sister, who had somehow managed to yank my shorts down while I was indian distracted, and was now holding my erect penis in her hand. "Um..." was the only protest I could manage. "Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," my sister sang back to me in her lovely soprano. She was kneeling beside me, her face inches from mine, and I could feel her cool breath in my ear canal, as my eardrum buzzed with the sound of her voice. Session 7 with Jill Daniels "Its fine Mel, honestly, I've been that way before its no big deal. Plus the inheritance she stole from me.” Gently caressing his balls, slowly stroking his dick with 2 closed fists (his cock is that big, two handed handjob with plenty of room to slide up and down), licking the length of his dick and sucking gently on the knot. Wendy: lol… I was thinking about that kiss all day today. Underneath lay a dark wood entertainment center, something you might pick up from the local discount department store. I pulled my hand from her wet pussy, walking behind her I then placed my very wet fingers to the near side asscheek and lightly spread them open. My head began throbbing and I don’t remember much more after that which was said. “Now bend forward, if you please.” With both her hands Ponni pushed her breasts from the sides. “Let see you send me a picture now asshole,” I said with venom in my voice. Danny called me about every other I'm thinking “oh great, more than I need to know”. Shaking his head, he slapped her ass hard. "I'd really like to see you gorgeous little whores sucking each other off!" Still finger fucking Vera, she thrust two fingers into her own cunt and pistoned them desperately in and out. She said, as she finished indian scrubbing the last part of my groin with her tongue. "Seriously?" she asked her father and looked up at him, not sure if he was kidding or not. So the crew that was still working on a new site, couldn’t work in this weather.