Is that the word? Ever since I have been getting close to boys and gilrs too, well, they think it must be my big boobs or my nipples or between my leg... or in my ass or someplace, but what they don't know is a kiss-not a tongue halfway down my throat kiss-but a gentle one, and stroking my hair a certain way, and little Sylvia is a goner. If some boy or girl is doing that, my heart rate changes, my breathing changes and I start thinking about how soon it's going to be before me or somebody else. I said its okay , an sat down next to Him , Why don't We jerk off together , so I pulled down my shorts an underwear an said its okay You can do the same . Eric was a blond an had a nest of blond hair around His thick hard cock an looked at my hard cock an asked why I shaved the pubic hair off an it looked good that way . So We sat next to each other jerking our cocks , as our arms touched , I said why don't I jerk You an You do me ? He said sure , His big hand encircled my hard cock as He jerk. I take my panties, cleaning myself from our mess and then I do him. Once we're clean, I hook them to a tree branch. I slip my shorts back on and giggle at him. You're going to free-ball it, Blondie?” he jokes, pulling his shorts back up onto his hips. “I ain't got no balls to go free, but, yeah, something like that. A little present to the next nasty couple who come along and want to get their freak on. I walk back to our table, putting away the leftover food and throwing the trash away. We. My husband is 38, 6 foot 180 pounds, a little overweight for his build and with a nice thick seven inch cock which I have always enjoyed. I am 36 5'8 140 pounds, a little on the chunky side myself but with a 38D chest, shoulder length dark brown hair and usually keep my pussy shaved. One of the many things my husband enjoys.Anyway, back to my story. After 11 years of marriage our ABS adventures had dwindled considerably and our sex life had slowed some what but still enjoyable when one night.