Their tongues were eagerly wrapped around each other. He was reminded; she was always eager to fuck. Mario grabbed her full grown breasts with his han...s, giving them a nice tweak. She moaned very loud and began rubbing the front of his jeans. It was early morning on a Sunday, around 9:00 AM. Mario was feeling very horny but he was not at all in a mood to masturbate. He loved to masturbate but only if it were a must but somehow, today it seemed dull to him. His cock was semi erect making him. Feels...soo...good.I lean back against your chest to steady myself as you continue to expertly finger fuck me.When I cum, you take my hand and lead me back to the couch. You sit down and pull me towards you so my legs are on the outside of your thighs. You spread my legs with yours, and then bend to provide perfect lip service.It takes no time, after just cumming, for me to begin climaxing again. I press my hands to your shoulders to steady myself as the second, and then the third rush over me.. Not that she objected to such carryings-on, because it did have a certain sense of dirtiness that appealed to her now that she was no longer a young girl with thoughts of love and fidelity constantly on her mind.She had been working in the large department store in the middle of the city for several years now and was beginning to realize that she had never really paid any attention to her fellow co-workers while she had her Roscoe to come home to every evening. Now she paused to consider them. "Though I bet if you asked either one of them, you could take them out on a date."Steve took her hand, giving her a grin of her own. "And desert my own beloved Princess Pancake? Perish the thought." He gave a flourish, bending to kiss her hand as she laughed -When he backed up into someone. Before he had the chance to say "excuse me", someone pushed him hard. He looked up, staring into the face of Ryan Blant, a pale, acne prone bully. He was taller than Steve by half a head, but probably weight.