Kendall had had enough of the games. Before he could stand up, Kendall whipped off his towel. His admonishment of her died in his throat as her head dove into his lap. Too weak from his recent injuries to push her away, he tried to work up the words to get her off of his crotch, but her mouth too skilled, too demanding.
His heavy, hairy balls were lapped up by her practiced tongue, her hands running up and down his beefy thighs and playing with his foreskin, rubbing the large pink crown against his wrinkled sheath over and over. Aidan groaned loud enough to wake the dead, pushing her farther between his legs. She spread his legs further as she sucked his sensitive head between her lips. Her tongue circling and alternating over his heady glans, she made him jump as she entered his small piss slit. Neck straining against the back of the couch, Aidan brushed across his lightly furred pecs, pinching his small nipples in time with her devouring of his penis. As Kendall chowed down, Aidan leaned over to lift up her flimsy skirt. Her silk panties were torn off and Kendall nearly bit the hog crowding her throat when she felt the callused, working-man's hands circling around her shaved, leaking pussy. The thumb and index finger entered her dark depths, scraping at her inner core and coating in her smelly juices. Satisfied with his brief explorations, he freed his fingers and held his slimy digits up to his mouth, licking away the light traces of her vaginal fluids. Looking down he saw that Kendall had deep-throated him, her nose buried in his freshly scrubbed, expansive black pubes.
As Kendall finished her blow job, she noticed how far Aidan's legs were spread now, how his tight hole winked at her. She scraped at his perineum and he grunted in response, sticking his big toe inside her sloppy pussy. Kendall wanted a lot more inside her throbbing clit, and shoved a manicured nail up his tight chute. It was as if a fire had been set inside his groin, as his entire body tremored, his ass clamping down on her finger, his volcanic cock filling her throat with seed. After tenderly suckling his slightly-softened shaft and cleaning him of all juices, Kendall pulled away. Kendall straddled his lap, and in spite of knowing he should have mixed feelings about what had just happened, Aidan couldn't help grinning at her boldness.
"You're a wicked girl, Kendall."
Kendall smirked at him. "And that's why I'm so good at being bad."
To her surprise, instead of a lecture, Aidan nuzzled at her neck, his fingertips tracing the outline of her transparent camisole. When his rough palms reached her nipples, she shuddered. His tongue traced the silky areola while he cupped her small breasts in his hands as he had that first night. Kendall quickly yanked the top off and pushed his face against her chest. His freshly-shaven cheeks and chin glided against her soft, curvy breasts, his teeth bit at her hard nipples. Whimpering, shivering at the sharp nips into her flesh, she placed one hand in her mouth as his other hand returned to her clitoris, tracing up and down the slit, teasing, teasing...
"What the hell is going on here?"
The horny couple craned their necks around in time to see a very shocked Maria Santos Grey, grocery bags and food scattered on the floor below her.
"Are you deaf? What just happened?"
Kendall glanced at Aidan. She wondered what his decision would be.
