I pull my swimming trunks down and I stuffed my cock into her pussy. Nice and smooth it went. Her wet pussy grasping to my cock entirely. She has had ...uch experience you can tell. Her hands slip and she bends deeper into the tub. The positioning must have been her sweet spot because she squirted all over her bathroom floor. I know that definitely wasn't from the pool. She stands up and takes my left hand to squeeze her left titty and takes her right hand to pull my hair. Whispering to me how. “Happy?” I say, trying not to think about my farmer’s tan.“It’s ravishing,” she says, flashing me her trademark winning smile, making my heart flutter involuntarily. It was Christy’s idea to go shopping. We’re not even dating. Normally, such a request would be grounds for a “What are we doing here?” type conversation, but that’s just not Christy’s style. When she decides to do something, she does it. That, and she’s made clear to me on more than one occasion that we’re just friends. Still, my. This was the best sight to see the girl looking fully aroused squeezing her boobs on her bra and in pink panty.I started kissing her thighs and licked it and bite left thigh while pinching the right one. She shouted ammmmmmmmaaaaaaahhhaaaa I sniffed her panty and licked the wetness near her pussy. I drilled a hole in her panty and put my finger inside and for the first time touched a real pussy. It was getting too excited for me and removed her panty as well and started licking and sucking the. Large was an understatement. It was huge. A four-poster king size bed barely occupied part of one wall of the room. Across the room stood a massive chest of drawers. She pulled open the top drawer and motioned for Norman to look in, "Here's a dozen pair of new underwear and socks. Fred snooped in your drawers at home and wrote down your preference for boxers and v-neck t-shirts. As well as your sizes."She pulled open the next drawer and said, "And here are some shorts, a couple of jogging.