Jill didn't want to be bothered she wanted her p***y sucked, her clitty licked…in fact she wanted f****d…who could be bothered with Cindy. But some rational part of her brain knew she had to fend off Cindy and any chances of her coming up to her bedroom.
"Be right there, Cin." She called. "Hang on for the pizza man and I'll be done by then. Money is in the little jar on the kitchen counter. I…I need to take a quick shower."
"All right, If I'm not asleep by then," Cindy called back.
"Hurry, baby, Jill whispered to Tim. Suck my p***y. Hurry, hurry. If I don't c*m soon, I'm going to die." She tried to reach his hard meat trapped between his belly and the bed. Soon she was distracted by his tongue and quit trying.
Tim grunted as he buried his face between the hot wet lips of Jill's flowing
