“Must be nice,” Mike teases. It actually felt good. ” I just came out to tell you that your mom called. I glance up and about fall off the table. I look out at the pool. I start sliding my hand faster up and down. “Oh Angie!” he moans, stroking the top of my head. I think I’m gonna orgasm!”I yell, arching my back. Mike tries the door. “Ooh it’s nice and hard,” he says as he continues flicking his tongue. “Justin, you okay?”
Still, no response. Please?” he begs. Mike wasn’t joking. You might make me cum. He walks in holding his head and spots us in the kitchen. I jump off the table and bolt for the back door, not even realizing I had left my bottoms outside. Damn it’s cold! I start screaming and orgasming over and over, my entire body twitching. He slowly opens the door. “Oh hell yes!
