Damn, that was fun. Jeannie raked her hot little tits against me while Melody was almost on top of me and had her tongue down my throat. I learned a l...t about kissing that night.“Oh my God” said Jeannie. “I’m late. I’ve got to get home now.” We walked her there and Melody said goodnight too.Next night David and I went directly over to Melody’s house and sat on the front porch with the girls. David was getting friendly with Jeannie and I liked Melody’s sexy aggression. “Let’s go to a movie on. She is sat on my hands.I hear him undressing, I hear his belt buckle, his zipper, his trousers hitting the floor.I feel his big hands on my arse cheeks pulling them apart and a hard cock press into my hole. In one shove his big cock invades me and I let out a moan. He pushes further and I feel his thighs on mine as he buries every inch of himself.After just a couple of slow powerful strokes, he was holding my hips and fucking me hard.She let go of my head and moved herself up the bed into a. We ended up having to keep track of who last sat in the front seat. Many fights ensued as to the memory of who last had the honor. Many times the 3 of us would end up in the back seat as mom had had enough of our fighting.I recall looking at the strange straps on the seats. We tested out these new 'seatbelts' to see what made them work. They were all lap belts at the time. They snapped together and you could adjust the length of the belt to make it fit on you.Not long after I remember having a. With no one else to spend her money on, pampering hubby has become her passion. She loves to flaunt him too. Dressing him in formal wear and letting him look available at the bar, before whisking him away from the women he attracts. She loves having him play the suave James Bond type. These evenings are the perfect mix of erotic romance. Of course, Hubby has one function to fulfill which he does ‘masterfully’ according to her. So the word ‘gigolo’ is an apt term, which I find.