"How the hell am I going to improve my pitching wedge if that fucking collie won't take my practice balls out of her mouth?" I wondered. I have a big ...ournament this weekend... (Please attach rest of story... )INTRO #2: I spread apart those well turned legs looking for that divine honey pot that I knew was sure to be there. My practiced eye traveled up one leg until I spotted it. Sure enough, "Miller's Honey Box" was stamped on the side and I knew I had found another antique treasure from the. And as far as those stories of our friends, you wouldn’t believe the places they chose to get intimate, my god ! ;)We were disappointed with those pda’s becoz it felt outright very wrong when we heard it, thank god we both were on the same page on this. Oh, pda is ‘public display of affection’, I hope y’all know that but then what pda is depends on the place u live. But the disadvantage of all these talks we had, was the fact that, every time when we both met, some part of me was raging to do. Leaning over him, we continued to kiss deeply, my big tits brushed over his muscled chest as I reached down in-between my legs.Taking that huge cock in my hand, I lifted myself up slightly and guided it towards my pussy. The big bulging cockhead touched my clit and I gently stroked it along my pussy lips.I broke the kiss and lifted myself up."Kathy is gonna take this 11 inch mother fucker and shove it right up me." MMMMM yes baby," he groaned as I placed the head of his cock at my cunt hole.. Positioning herself between him and front of the vehicle, he instructed her lean to back."Oh!" She sighed, noting the hood was still pleasantly warm... "Can I sit here a minute?" Getting tired?" He asked, taking his face from behind the camera, gently concerned."No," She instantly shook her head. "Not at all. It's just the hoods warm." You need a cover up?" He asked nervously, glancing around slightly angry with himself. It was unseasonably warm here he had noticed, that did not change the fact.