“You better not get on my man’s case, too hard or else,” Sam said with a faux menacing face as she held the door for us.“Or else what?” I huffed out at the petite redhead.“Or else this,” and Sam used the same wrist move she employed on the two Lucas girls in the bleachers the day before. However, I was half-way expecting that or some similar controlling action from her, and I rolled forward, grabbed her wrist and pulled her down with me.“Oh God! Are you guys alright!” Lynette said as she watched Sam move into a straddle position on top of my body.“Oh yeah,” Sam calmly said as she regained her grip on my wrist and began to ‘magically’ cause my body to roll over onto its stomach, while my arm remained stationary.“Uncle, Uncle, Uncle!” I called after my left arm was twisted behind my back. Sammy quickly let go of my wrist, and I heard Lynette’s mocking laughter, which clearly informed me who was ‘boss’ in that fun game of ‘Who-controls-who’. The obvious answer ... NOT me.“Please tell me. She had already showered. When I came into the bedroom, she gave me a kiss and then sat down on the tiled deck of the bathtub. She pulled one knee up to her chest and spread her legs. Her pussy was neatly trimmed."Just a little taste," she said.I got down on my knees and whisked my tongue between her legs. She was warm and wet.She got up quickly and proceeded to dress. She put on white lace panties with a cotton crotch, pantyhose, a short skirt, and a cotton blouse sans bra. Her erect nipples were visible through the fabric. Her brunet hair was curled. She put on a neat pearl necklace and matching earrings. I don't think she ever looked this good even on our dates. I felt a pang of jealousy and at the same time arousal. She grabbed her purse and slipped on black leather heels. She turned to look at me. We exchanged glances for a long moment, neither of us saying a word. We both knew it was silent approval. She unzipped my pants and took out my erect cock and held it in her.
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