I put a finger in my mouth, covering it with my spit, then stroke my wet finger over one nipple while flicking the other with the tip of my tongue; su...king on it, taking it between my teeth and gently biting it.You lie, head back, mouth slightly open, eyes closed. Your long, hard fat dick is lying on your leg pulsing, with pre cum oozing. My hand glides over your body down to your erect shaft. I wrap my fingers around it, move my mouth to it. Lick up a load. It tastes sweet. Lying on my side,. OMG I was so ready to cum. I wanted to lick her heels and suck her toes. I sat her on a table and pulled her skirt up. I loved how she smelled. I rubbed my hand all over her inner thigh and legs. I did not touch her pussy at all. I wanted that pussy so wet and dirty. I wanted to taste her discharge I wanted to smell her moist dirty thong she had on for the last 10 hours. All that wetness and moisture. The long day of work just soaking that thong. The amount of discharge that was on that thong. His taught, muscly torso resplendent in the firelight. I just couldn’t help myself, as passion took over and a burning need rippled through my whole being, I started to kiss his neck, my hands exploring the body I had so lusted after for the past weeks. He was so broad and lean, his skin warmed from the glow of the fire. James moaned quietly as my mouth slowly travelled from his neck to his nipples, they felt like hard nuggets against the smoothness of his chest, and they hardened rapidly under. ..dimly lit now because it was midnight…I took a seat around a small table in the soft chairs and Victor sat opposite me. I again took of my jacket and even in the dim light he could see my hard nipples pushing again the cloth. Then a group of three middle age men came into the bar and sat down not too far from us. As our drinks came I turned toward my husband and let my dress rise a little.....and parted my legs wider…He stared again at my exposed wet labia and smiled to me.I smiled back and.