You come into the house as you always do, with your friends right behind you. I tend not to notice until I feel eyes on me. Someone comes up behind me and grabs my waist. I think it's you but no it's one of your friends. The cocky and blunt one I've never liked. I always felt like he was a bad influence. My thoughts are validated when he starts to run his hands up under my dress, feeling every curve of my body. I not only let it happen but I get excited. I get down on my knees and start to slurp and suck his cock while he moaned softly, careful not to make any noise. I hear someone come up ... Show more