I leaned forward, taking in a huge whiff of pussy. Anal porn He lips were warm, and I could tell that her face was flushed and radiating. The toilet seat had a blue fringed cover, a bit more comfy that bare painted fiberboard would have been. Spent, I threw my arm up onto the sink, and felt as if I was melting into the toilet itself. I lapped at her pussy like a hungry dog, slobber and pussy juice running down my face. She was, after all, Mike’s girlfriend. She let it sit there, ridge of the head just behind her teeth, hole pointed straight down her throat. Lifting her skirt, I found that, indeed, she was playing with herself. I stood, shaking, and looked down at her. She moved her mouth slowly back and forth, teeth scraping my cock. She was wearing a short, soft skirt and had flashed me her pussy several times that day already. Like the rest of Dawn’s house, the room was crowded with knickknacks and various odds and ends. I wandered back out to the porch, and Elizabeth shot me a dirty look.
