‘Oh it feels so good. I can’t take me hands off it. So stiff, so proud at my touch. It’s driving me crazy. I can’t wait till it cums for me...’ She was jerking it up and down now without taking her hands off it. ‘I’m going to make it shoot all over. Have it pump like crazy all over. Oh yeeesssss!’ She started jerking the cock like crazy now. ‘Look at those balls bounce up and down! Oh God, oh God, oh God!’She eased up on her stroking and lowered her face down towards the blood engorged. I begain telling her about how I would like to have sex with her after she had been made love to. She was a good wife and continued to play that off as it was only my hard cock talking. It was always hard from me to bring up the subject. Usually after a few drinks and maybe a Doobie she would be relaxed enough to talk to me about her fucking another guy. One night after a hour of discussion on the subject I managed to get her panties off. Her pussy was soaking wet. I pointed out to her that her. Then when we get downstairs and are getting out of our duds, Les tells us about a couple of encounters he had. Seems that one guy he danced with, kept rubbing himself up against him/her and soon he had a bloody big boner in his pants. As they danced, he asked Les if he wanted to go to the park across the street and get some fresh air. So they did. Of course the guy wanted to put his hands all over Leslie. Leslie told him no touching but if he behaved, he'd relieve him by hand. The guy. "Maybe' not," she admitted, anxious to get at his magnificent cock. "But I sure need a nice big prick in my pussy." Oh, Kim," he sighed. "Little ladies don't talk about pricks and pussies." Maybe they don't, but feel how hot and wet my horny little pussy is," she whispered, moving his hand up between her legs until his fingers brushed against the warm moistness of her juicy young cunt.The man sat as if paralyzed as the cute little girl firmly pressed his finger against her slippery pussy."See,.