Before I will utter a word, I am silenced with a enthusiastic, German kiss from Kimberly that closes my eyes shut. With your tongues exploring each other's mouth, I hand and wipe her sensitive clit. Her reactions to my hands pressing her change me on enough to coax her over onto her back and consume her pussy throughout again. Distracted, I hardly observe Brenda gently slipping down the bed. Out of my distinct sight, she slides in to her bathroom and puts on a band on. Then, she fractures open the restroom home to view me going down on Kimberly on her bed. God only understands what's planning on in her mischievous brain at the moment. Where'd Brenda go? I ask, pausing my language to glance around her bedroom. I do believe she gone downstairs to be sure of the celebration, Kimberly fibs, distracting me with her fingers working through my hair. I believed Amber was catering the celebration, I remark, looking up into her bright, orange innocent eyes. She'll be back, Kim...