”I love the taste of her pussy. Even thousands of miles away I could still taste it.“He’s wiping the wetness from the end of his beautiful cock ...nto the wetness on my thong. Our juices all mingling together in the crotch of my thong; oh, it’s so sexy watching him. He just tossed my thong into his suit case! What am I going to wear when I go home?” I don’t know if she was asking me or him, but from the sound of her mischievous laughter I don’t think she really cared.“Oh, watching him rub my. I was reasonably kicked back being the guy behind the camera, and while this was strange, I'd been through a few stranger things before that had put me a lot more uptight. So Karen had someone to bounce off of.I offered her a hot tub, but she wanted to keep her hair dry, so I got her fairly buzzed and we took off. She's not a good driver on pot, so I wound up driving her old Volvo that reminded me of a forty Ford.I got the studio set up while Nancy, Karen and Jen and the guys hung out and. “Your mom likes to vent sometimes. Now it makes sense though.”“Yeah, I have to admit, that one does seem especially crazy. Thank you for understanding why I had to do that stuff.”“Yeah, now that I know the reason, it actually seems pretty cool. But there’s still one thing I don’t understand. Didn’t they divorce years ago? Why do you still act that way?”“Well, I didn’t want her to think I was only acting that way to break them up, so I acted a bit eccentric afterward. I stopped the malicious. . no. But we are friends on Facebook." Apparently, growing bored with my cross-examination she suddenly began to undress, down to her pussy-pink bra and thong. I motioned her to continue because like an estate sale 'Everything must go.' Laying her gently on the complex bed, I stripped and crawled beside her.I started with her bosom, which was as flat as my singing voice; kissing each stiffening nip before nibbling, biting, twisting, tugging, and salivating upon. I had nipple clamps at my.