Sylvester finally emerged from under her skirt, crawling on the bed, his d**k bulging against the cotton of his boxerbriefs. She pulled them down and took out his d**k, so stiff and firm, the d**k she had been imagining for months. She stroked it slowly, imagining it sliding in and out of her p***y, opening her, splitting her in half. she rubbed her fingers against the tip, the ones that she had been f*****g Lauren with. Her juices were still thick on them and she spread them all over the head of his d**k, making it shiny and wet. She looked over at Lauren and smiled. "Want to taste your p***y, Lauren? It's very sweet..." She licked her fingers and watched her crawl on the bed to where Sylvester sat. She slid down to the floor and got on her knees, pulling him to the edge of the bed. Slowl
