While waiting for Kelly to say what her move is, Staci decides to try to get someone to move. She lifts her head up just slightly and blows her hot breath onto Kris's panty covered quim. From my position, I get a front row view. Disappointed that Kris did not move, she rubs the bridge of her nose up Kris's slit. Little did she know that her actions with Kris would cause someone else to move.
The sight of my niece trying to get her friend distracted got me even harder. My cock stretched out and rubbed her pussy lips. It seemed that my cock liberated itself from the confines of my boxers. Staci's smooth shaved snatch felt extraordinary against the head of my cock. The shock of contact caused Staci to move and her face pressed against Kris's pussy.
Kelly had also been watching in rapt attention when Staci moved; in addition to making contact with Kris, she had slid off of one of the dots. Kelly immediately called her on it. Staci untangled herself from Kris and I and stood up and slowly revealed her rack from beneath its fabric shroud. Her tits were wonderful high and firm with a slight up turn, capped in nipples of just the right size and shape. |