The living was a bit of a mess and then he came out of the bedroom. He was an older white guy a bit on the chubby side wearing jugging pants and a wif... beater T shirt. I sat on the edge of the bed while he asked if i had found the place alright, i was not in the mood for small talk so I answered that It was no problem and started to pull his pants down. he was not wearing any underwear so his cock was right in front of me. He stopped talking and i asked him if i could kiss it. He answered yes.. She didn't think about stopping him until he slid his fingers inside the strings of panties and pulled downward."No. No. No! We can't! We can't!" She trembled as he pulled harder. "Don't!" Her words contradicted her actions, as she hesitantly allowed him to pull her G-string down."You so fucking sexy!" Adrian cooed as he kissed just below her navel.He tenderly teased her with soft kisses and tongue play as he made his way lower. Her hand still blocked her bushy pussy, but she'd stopped playing. I used to do some odd jobs for Mrs. Moore, nothing major, I'd just help her out by mowing her yard, doing work around the house or other minor things and she'd usually drop me a $20 or invite me in for a beer. Well, one day she asked me to install some bookshelves that didn't quite fit her room and needed some adjustments. Since I was good at carpentry, she asked me to take care of this for her. I agreed and went over to her house about 6 pm that Friday night to do the work.When I got there,. Or kissing for hours and hours. She took a breath and started reaching across the other girl’s seat.I wish my arms were a little longer. Her questing hand stretched just under the other girl’s face, and she felt a hot breath on her wrist. Oh fuck, I almost came from that. What the fuck. She leaned on her left hand on the center armrest after a moment in order to reach the last little bit—Her pivot hand encountered another hand under it when she put it down, and she attempted to jerk away in.