Unfortunately she was in no mood for afterplay – with me at least. X Video Sophie too had gone to some considerable effort, clearly anxious not to be overshadowed by her model-to-be friend, the only shame being that there weren’t more guests to witness it. I was on top of her in a jiffy, spreading her thighs with my knees and fumbling to find the entrance with the torpedo-head. “Let me taste,” I mouthed to her, having missed out on Jessie’s cream. Taking hold of the top of the knickers, I slowly eased them downwards. Only then did it dawn on me that Jessie had gone home, in Gina’s dad’s car, knicker-less, causing a huge tent. Evidently Jessie wasn’t the only wet girl in the room.
