He did this several times and then switched to the other side. However, each time his fingers got close to her pussy, she now took a deep breath. Yep,...she was loving it. He kept this up long enough for her to begin to expect it and then quickly stopped. He informed her that he would leave the room and she could roll over. With that, he left us alone for a moment.Katie had a look of pure ecstasy in her eyes. I am not sure if she was more excited by the massage or the fact that he was black. But. "I'm Jake," Stammered the tall dark and tattooed man. They talked for a bit and seemed to really click, when another girl rushed up to Lilly, "Lilly, Jan and Hank just broke up, she's crying and I don't know what to do. Can you please talk to her?" Jake, I hate to run off like this. I'll find you later and we can talk some more." She gave him a quick kiss and dashed off. He could swear he felt her pierced tongue brush his lips, but wrote it off to wishful thinking.The evening started to go. "I looked over at Robbie again. "You did?"She nodded. "You and Tami were busy with gymnastics and other things." Her last two words were barely audible, but with the nod she gave me, I knew she was talking about worrying about her."I knew you'd forgotten that Gerry and Viv had just moved to Oregon, so I got their phone number from Cinnamon, called, and invited them. Then I invited Cinnamon's family for good measure." I invited Wynter since she's a cousin too," Cinnamon added."So you were all. He knelt and grabbed a firm hold of her jeans brushing her hands away easily and seized the waistband to rip them open. He gasped as he yanked them down her thighs. “She isn’t wearing panties. Jesus” he thought. Suddenly, his hard-on grew and he moaned like an animal, his cock thickening to painful levels. He stared down at the jeans and saw that the crotch of them was damp. At the same moment, the scent of her arousal wafted to his nose. Instantly, the heady smell hardened him that much more..
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