The squirt was flowing in all directions, starting from her thighs drenching me and on her own body. Both of us were wet from her squirting. She smile... seductively while looking at me and bit her lower lip.I pushed my dick inside her warm and wet pussy. I fell on her, taking her whole body in my arms. She locked her legs on my hips. We started rubbing our wet body on each other and fucking each other. The effort was mutual. She moved her body to match my thrusts. I tried to reach deeper with. “How did the appointment go?”“Great. Don’t shop for take-out tonight.”“You’re ready to go out? Are you going to keep the sitter?” As if she would stay. Karen was dutiful, but she looked like a girl who knew that she’d bitten off more than she could chew.“Not quite. Love you.” And she hung up before he could respond. Well, she’d spent enough time being a wife; back to the job of being a mother. When she looked in the kids’ room, they both were asleep. Karen was resting in a chair.“Ready to. Do you think you can handle that. I started to get a silent hard on as I was looking at Alisa sitting in my race car. She had a wicked grin on her face and said "I am the perfect driver for it I love to open up the throttle and feel what a car's engine has got, I love feeling the acceleration of a powerful engine and I love pushing my foot down on the pedal all the way down." "I am the perfect girl for you" I could not hide my hard cock as it was pushing through my pants. She glanced at it for. "Everyone's vain when they're trying to pull," she smiled sagely, pulling out a compact and analysing her eye make-up. She hesitated. "Do I know you?" she asked, her brow furrowing as she looked at me closely."I don't think so?" I examined her for any recognition. She was taller than I was, but wearing higher heels, hidden behind long flared black hipsters that hugged her round bottom. Her top stopped just short of her belly button, revealing a tanned and trim waist. She wore her hair short,.