She laughed and said, "This is a black neighborhood. I just live down the street. I'm probably a lot safer here than you are," and smiled. She said, "...y name is Alisa. What's yours?" I'm sorry. Just call me Dan."So she just looked at me and said, "Hi, Dan."I drove about as slow as I could. I liked her and wanted to talk awhile. I asked her why she was wearing a bathing suit and just walking around.She said she had just left her brother's house and was swimming. Since she was wet she thought she. ‘A locker please,’ Cliff told him. ‘Been here before?’ ‘No this is my first time.’ ‘Lockers, weight room and lounge are on the first floor. Rooms, Jacuzzi, sauna, showers and play room are on the second floor. Enjoy your evening,’ the attendant told him as he handed Cliff a towel and locker key. ‘Thanks,’ Cliff replied and then he made his way to the locker. Cliff located the locker and undressed. He placed his clothes in the locker, wrapped the towel around his waist and put the locker key. “I can assure you, it was no hardship.” “Is this a hardship?” Fliss gave his cock an extra little tweak. Matt laughed back and eased himself up to her for another long, sensual, kiss. “It’s definitely hard I guess.” “Is it warm enough?” Fliss’ impish grin was almost a full-on laugh. “It’s okay. Why?” “It’s just I have this nice place to put a lovely cock like that and I thought you might like to try it.” She started to push him down towards her pussy. “If you need a. She caught me looking at her but didn’t say anything. I also took off my shirt and hung it. I have a pretty well-built body and she was also looking at me now. She was still wet and she lifted her petticoat and started to squeeze it off. In the process, she lifted it so high that I could see the soft flesh of her thighs and calves. She was ravishing. I immediately got a hard on. As she was bending down to squeeze her petticoat, I could clearly see her lovely globes hanging in her blouse. She.