She grimaced at the discomfort. “Twenty-four! XXX His tongue on her clit was better than anything she’d ever felt. Is that a problem?”
“Um, tell you what. “Go for it, stud!” Sophie coached. He whimpered when he felt her there. She lifted her weight so that he could slide them off. Ben started to gnaw on Sophie’s panty-covered pussy as if the panties weren’t even there. Finally he let go, and Sophie’s hands immediately took over. As orgasm passed, Sophie’s pussy felt so sore she had to get Ben to leave it alone. “Ah, Jesus. Are you trying to eat me out?”
The lewd talk was enough. More spurts shot into the trashcan. And thirty! They were loose-fitting shorts anyway, but as she continued her sit-ups, more and more of her thighs were
