. how long is it since I laid a girl? Too long... can't put applying some lotion to her bosom off any longer, not with that taunting, knowing smile pl...ying around her cherry red lips... start work on that smooth, silky skin of her firm, well rounded thirty-eight inch 'D' cup right breast that wobbles so under my sweaty palm... five twos are ten; sex twos are... sex... sex... oh, god! Oh, god! Ohhhh!!... OHHHH!!!... oh, shit, I've creamed my knickers!My hands had already paused in their. It seemed that my dad still had some involvement in a local swingers club.So I told my dad I was coming over Friday night after I went over to a friend's birthday party. My friend turned 21 so I thought it was going to be a pretty heavy drinking party.I was correct, beer and alcohol was flowing heavy. People got so drunk that a few of them was getting sick. It was after midnight and I was not in the mood to hang around any longer, since I could see it would be a lot of puke clean up to get done. ‘Impressive, isn’t it? You wouldn’t believe how many women have fucked themselves upon it; you will too, I guarantee it. But for now, I want to titty-fuck you. Might as well find a use for those fat udders of yours.’Melanie lay back upon the bed as directed, and Stan straddled her, his fat hairy balls rubbing deliciously between her tits, his cock curving upwards, away from his belly and mere inches from her face.Stan poured a liberal amount of oil into his hands and applied it to his cock and. Mrs.Quirin then stood up and took off her skirt. She was now standing in front of us in just her light blue panties. Behind me I could hear that Conner and John were both masturbating.I grabbed onto Mrs.Quirin and started to run my hands all over her. My hands travelled from her delicate lips, to her perfect breasts, her bullet-like nipples, her tight/taut chest, her wide, womanly hips, and finally my hands rested over her panty-clad pussy mound. "Ohhh!! My god, keep going, take them off!" Mrs..