“Jenny’s a good girl, most ways, a hard worker and when she’s not thinking with her crotch, pretty level headed.” Martha continued, “but I worry for her, she’s not as worldly as she thinks she is, and I don’t want her to get hurt.”
“I think I understand,” I said. “I don’t think you’re ready yet,” Said Becky, “maybe in a year or two.”
With considerably more lube she pressed it into Sandi’s ass. “You all in for the night?” she asked, stretching out beside me. Becky followed them while Sandi crawled onto the bed with me. I felt that I was getting close to another orgasm, myself, despite the help from searcher. I hadn’t realized how worried they were. I felt my balls tighten and holding her head as deep as I dared, sot a load of cum into her mouth. Jenny’s eyes were like saucers. She writhed and moaned, gasped and groaned, begging me not to stop. I pulled her up to straddle my hips, holding her and moving her pussy along my prick for a moment then urged her up and settled her slowly over my prick,
