"Where's Amy?"
Sofia's question broke the tension between Amy and me.
"I'm tidying up the cupboard." Amy stood up, looking somewhat guilty. She washed the dishes in the sink. "Once Johnny brings back the sauce, we can eat."
"You're so considerate."
"Thank you." Amy's body was tense. She hadn't expected to willingly give Kenny a blowjob; thinking about what had just happened, she was a bit panicked.
I squatted down and lifted her skirt.
Amy used her hands to stop me.
I held her hands down, took off her panties, which were sticky with her juices.
She was soaking wet.
Her lips were glistening with moisture. Nervous, Amy squeezed her legs together, her lips getting pressed and looking plump.
I moved closer and kissed her lips.
Ahhhh!
Amy trembled, not daring to move.
As my tongue entered her body.
Amy bit her lip, not daring to make a sound.
She saw Sofia's head; she was very nervous. If Sofia just turned her head, she would find her trembling, bent over the sink.
