With that she flippedher legs over and sat on my lap facing me. She pushed medown and forced her tongue in my mouth. She led thepace. And the kissing ...as frantic, fast. What she lostin technique she made up for in effort. My hand slipped under her skirt and I started rubbingher. She kissed faster. My other hand busied itself withher bra clasp. Her hands started rubbing me. I now hadeasy access, small breasts. I pulled the shirt up someand started sucking on her nipple. She started moaning.Now. I was madly in love with her and would do my best to protect her treat her like a princess.Next, I took Susan to meet my folks. They fell in love with her at first sight. She was just one of those kind of people. You couldn't help loving her. I remember my mom saying that Susan was going to be the daughter she never had. There was just me and my two younger brothers.Things couldn't have been better. We planned our wedding for the following year. It would take that long to get everything planned. But I d**g it on for several minutes,my hard cock poking Al in the back, Danny sitting on the floor in front of her staring at her juicy little pussy & stroking his rock hard cock. He was getting hotter by the second & so was she.She started to slowly open her legs a little & close them back, then open again I watched as she squirmed on the stool slowly moving her legs farther & farther apart, giving Danny a birds eye view of her hot moist pussy.Finally I popped her bra loose & pulled it off. I loved that she smiled and grabbed at her clit with two fingers with her eyes fixed to my cock. I pulled the handle to recline the chair so I could put my knees up like hers, so she could see my balls. She dug at her clit as her eyes grew as big as saucers. I could not hold off any longer I took hold of myself and began to stroke it.She added a second hand to her pussy, apparently pushing two fingers in and out and the other hand oscillating her clit. Suddenly the sounds from her quim were wet.
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