Before I could complete a phrase, I am silenced with a excited, French hug from Kimberly that closes my eyes shut. With this tongues discovering each other's mouth, I finger and wipe her sensitive clit. Her responses to my hands touching her change me on enough to coax her around onto her straight back and consume her pussy around again. Diverted, I barely recognize Brenda gently falling down the bed. Out of my type of sight, she slides into her toilet and puts on a strap on. Then, she breaks start the toilet home to watch me heading down on Kimberly on her behalf bed. Lord only understands what's planning on in her naughty brain at the moment. Where'd Brenda move? I ask, pausing my tongue to view around her bedroom. I think she gone downstairs to confirm the celebration, Kimberly fibs, annoying me with her fingers operating through my hair. I believed Amber was catering the celebration, I comment, looking up into her bright, blue simple eyes. She'll be back, Kimber...