When I came into the sauna I could not believe my eyes. My oldie, later I found out his name was Dave, was lying there on his back offering his body. ...olite as I am, I did not turn down his invitation and climbed to him kneeling left and right of him with my ass into his face. This gave me full access to his wonderful shaved tits. I am a specialist in titplay and started with playing with his tits with my fingers. The squeezing and the twisting of the rings brought his dick to life. Then I. “I’m just as anxious as you are,” he told her. Sitting in the middle of the sofa, his stiff shaft pointed at the ceiling. “Get on this and ride me, Betts. Show me how much you want it,” he snarled.Straddling his legs, she poised herself over his cock, smiled, and lowered her pussy to him. He could feel her heat before her opening accepted his shaft in its entirety. Her eyes closed as her hands gripped his shoulders. Suddenly her eyes popped open wide. “Can you feel how wet I am, Tommy? I’m. Some things didn’t change.And I needed new clothes. I’d put on a couple of inches in both height and girth over the summer. Running was keeping me thin, but my chest was broader and I was now six-one. That was where V1 topped out, so I wasn’t worried about buying jeans that fit and then having them too short by Christmas. Mom wasn’t convinced, but we compromised on a length that I didn’t need to cuff. I got a pair of chinos, too. Mostly, I wore golf or polo shirts, but I did like having a. She laid down on the couch and we started making out like mad people. my hands exploring her body, running over her nice C sized tits, and down around her ass. she broke the kiss when my hand found her inner thigh. "you okay?"i asked."i want this" she said kissing me again.i began rubbing her thighs and her wetting pussy through her jeans. i could feel the heat between her legs. i reached under her shirt and rolled her nipple between my fingers. she let out a soft moan. my other hand started to.