She was pretty with blueish green eyes, I could get lost in her gaze. We hugged, the hugged lingered, it said without words that she had equally misse... me. We reluctantly parted and introduced me to her friend. The lights were going, DJ was spinning, and the drinks were flowing. This had the makings of a good night I thought to myself. Our first mission was to hit the open bar. My friend and her girlfriend grab enough mixed drinks for a group of ten, for me I stick to water. We began to hang,. My hips now moved wildly from the mouth around my cock back to the probing pleasure of her finger in my tight hole.Like a champ, she sucked away at my cock, while finger fucking my ass. I looked to the stars in the sky as I moaned, I knew I was about to cum. I moved my hips forward and back trying to keep time with her motion. Our face fucking dance was about to cum to an abrupt end as I was about to explode. “I’m cumming” I yelled out.With a smack, she pulled her lips from my cock, the. She slides my fingers inside,through a soft little mound of hair.... Oh my god, I had never touched a pussy before, and this was my sister's. She rubbed my fingers over her clit. I started rubbing her by myself, feeling her wetness. She pulled her hand free as I rubbed and reached behind her to feel my cock. Her hand felt it through my boxers, and I pulled them down with my other hand so she could touch. She slid her petite little hands over it, and I was so hard, more hard than I had ever. ..” She paused. “ ... but now I can’t hear anything. Ugh...” I saw smaller ears protrude from her head so she could somewhat hear again.“Wailing Wall?” I asked, raising my voice.She got a faraway look. “Souls of the damned with overwhelming regrets about their lives are sewn into a grand wall of flesh, where they wail for eternity. Horrible din. Still better than this!” She yelled that last part down the hall toward Kate’s room.Demie started spending more time out of the apartment. I didn’t.
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