Lord, have mercy, she, what he wants, what would he have finished in her mouth? - Melinda thought frantically, leaning forward.

Jason held back the last effort. Waves of sweetness grew taller, pleasure sharper with every movement of Heather's lips, with each new attempt of her tongue, it stirred in her mouth. The boy did not even think about anything like that when sweetness broke out, and he drowned in pulsating pleasure. He did not even try to turn away. Jason let out a rattle and his cock throbbed violently. Heather plunged him as deeply as possible, so that the head pressed down on the tonsils, and immediately felt heavy heavy moisture rushing intermittently into her esophagus. The movement of the girl's hand between her thighs was incredibly accelerated, two fingers almost did not come out of the vagina, splashing mucus on her panties. Heather snarled loudly.

At some point, she slightly released the penis and her tongue immediately sank in the thick salty jelly of sperm with a characteristic taste of chlorine, the last drops were still rolling out of the urethra when the girl took a greedy, accented sip, squinting from pleasure. She kept the head in her mouth until the last pulsations subsided, then she sucked in her cheeks, sucking the remnants of sperm, savoring the smeared liquid over the sky and gums.

Only now Jason, who had come to his senses, whose color circles in his eyes were still floating, recoiled. Deafeningly slurping, Heather splashed out a lump of whitish mixture of saliva and semen on her chin, she leaned back, dropping her ass on her heels, and groaned into her voice, tearing her labia and clitoris with her fingers. Finally, she threw back her head, at the same time raising her lower abdomen and exhaled: Uuuuhhhhhnaaaaaaoooo! Twitching in paroxysm of voluptuousness. Looking at her, Melinda saw several whitish rivulets splash out of her sister's panties, which stuck to her fingers, and spread out to the sides, dripping onto the floor.

Heather's vagina opened, throwing out a trickle of fluid, the pleasure became unbearably sharp, it fell on the girl's mind in intermittent pulsations, then weakening, then growing back to the peak. Heather's body jerked forward, she almost fell face down on the floor, having had time to rest with her free hand, bent strongly, constantly making forward movements with her stomach, fingers in shorts violently squeezed the clitoris and jerking him off. incredibly sweet.

When the convulsions of the orgasm subsided, she remained standing on all fours, sobbing, almost lying on the floor with her face, spilling her thick red hair.

The room became quieter, except for the heavy breathing of those present. Heather, with a languid moan, straightened up and struggled to her feet, trying to catch her breath. She looked up. His gaze remained glassy and stunned.

- What was it? - She croaked, feeling how clear the mind. Her eyes fell on Jason and her eyes widened in shock. Me what am i I ... oh, God ... I ...
- And you liked it! Said Melinda sharply. Do not try to deny the obvious!

Heather staggered on her still bending knees, glancing now at her sister, now at the embarrassed eye of the guy.

“You ... I couldn't stop it!” She raised her voice. Why did I do this? What did you do to me?
- I did not do anything. - Melinda smiled badly.
- No, It's you, you arranged everything, lecherous ass! Somehow, I do not know how! I would never have done anything like this on my own, I would not even take my own in front of him ... oh hell!

Only now, realizing that he was standing in his panties, Heather sobbed and rushed to collect her clothes on the floor. Jason retreated, trying to keep a distance from the girl, and sat down next to Melinda.

“We'd better tell her,” he said nervously.
- What? - Melinda almost cried for resentment. What for?
- I want her to know what happened.
“She already knows what happened.” She made you a blowjob, and made it with pleasure!
“I never would have gone for Melinda herself!” - cried Heather becoming crimson, she jumped on one leg, trying to wear jeans.
- Do not lie. I saw. You still feel pleasure. You finished, I saw it myself!

Heather opened her mouth, about to shout in protest. Her eyes slid over the naked bodies of a couple on the bed. She unconsciously held her tongue in her mouth, and then slowly licked her lips removing two milk-white clots of sperm from the top. She again felt the taste and sharp smell of the seed. It was not at all unpleasant, to say the least.

- Well, then!? - She answered fervently, not at all what she wanted to say at first. So what if I had finished!
- You finished? - Jason was staring at Heather. I mean ... you seriously finished?

For a moment, Heather's eyes became lost and defenseless, like an abandoned dog.

- If ... it will help someone, I also liked it. - She said barely audible, lowering her head. She thought that even her ears were burning with shame. You ... was ... it was very ... delicious! In fact, it was all fantastic!

Jason blushed immediately when he realized what she was talking about. Heather looked at him openly and smiled shyly, becoming even more beautiful.

- I have never swallowed the seed of my boyfriend, making him a blowjob! - She commented with unexpectedness, even for herself.
- O-ho-ho! So this is what you do with Brad. Laughed Melinda.
- Oh, shut up Mel, that sounds pathetic! She paused, pulling on her T-shirt. YES, I like to suck, so I do it. So what the hell happened here? Explain to me someone, finally! What's the matter with the two of you? What happened to me and what is wrong with this house?

Melinda sighed and looked sternly at Jason.

- Well, tell me! - She said sullenly, leaning back, best showing her crotch to her sister. That you found him first.

Jason felt uncomfortable, he really wanted to get dressed. Now, when the excitement was asleep, he felt strong discomfort and felt defenseless, being in the same room with two girls, not only that one was naked and it looked like it was not at all embarrassed because they were also sisters. He hesitated, knowing that until he explained everything, Heather would not leave him alone.

“Okay, Heather, that's how it all began ...” he began.

***

Richie is tired. He was weary with impatience. Every minute of sitting in an uncomfortable position became torture. Some insects were crawling along the guy's legs, a thorny bush pricked his back, and around it stood a thunderstorm, and he was sweating from time to time, continually glancing at the sky. To get into a thunderstorm while sitting under a tree, he did not smile at all.

Finally, there was some movement behind the fence.

Heather led the way, followed by Jason and Melinda. Richie smiled, seeing that they were arguing hotly about something. He was sure that as soon as Heather discovered young lovers, she gave them hell.

As they approached the gate, the sound of the speech became clearer, but the words still could not be disassembled, it seemed to him that Heather reads to both the notation. Then Melinda unexpectedly separated from the group, quickened her pace and almost ran to the intersection. She was just a few steps away from Richie.

The guy fell silent in the bushes, afraid to take a breath. He heard Heather calling his sister by name.

- What else? - responded girl. What other morality do you want me to instill?
“In fact, Heather is not so bad,” Richie finally heard Jason's voice. I'm talking about having fun.
- Well, of course, a solid circus! - sarcastically snorted Heather. Nice to force someone to dance to your tune, to have your own slave?

Richie blinked in surprise.

- This is not true.
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