.. How is this happening?" Clay sat onto the couch behind him, andReggie walked over and sat beside him."I really don't know." I mean, if it's really ...ou... Aren't you freaking out?"She sat and pondered the question, and as she did Clay couldn't help butstare at her heaving breasts. "No, I'm not freaking out at all. The onlything that's really on my mind is the awful feeling of regret. I mean,I've treated you like poop for the last fifteen years, ever since you camehome with John from school.. I guess she was still sucking Steve. Her pussy was wet and her juices were over my face, I was in heaven. Sarah was moaning and grinding her pussy on to my mouth. It wasn’t long before she was yelling as she came, her whole body shaking as she lifted away from my mouth. “Oh, God,” she yelled.My cock was rock hard again and I knew I needed to cum. Sarah was still above me as Steve moved round. Sarah had started to suck on me and I was amazed as his big cock appeared in my vision. I stared. I had a 1980 Monza with the hatchback at this time. The back seats were always folded down so I could act like it was a two-seater. We made out over the console for a bit and then we started removing each other’s clothes as we could.Now, remember her ass and me telling her about complementary pants? She wore some tight jeans tonight and I wanted to rub her pussy like she was rubbing my dick, but I just couldn’t fit my big hands down the front. She wriggled them down and I immediately smelled. Not having had sex for some time due to a husband who had been carrying on an affair right under her nose for at least three years, she felt the stirrings of her need begin boiling inside her. Being a naturally sensual woman and starved of affection, the attention of Paul had served to make her a little bit excited. She turned at looked at him while pretending to look out of the window, a handsome guy with his Panama hat and well-manicured beard. Idly she wondered what it would feel like with.