We broke our kiss long enough to remove her shirt, but our lips were drawn back together with the magnetism of our desire. My shirt was being removed ...s I felt the lace of her bra cup crinkle in my hand. Her arousal showed by the firmness of her nipples. My hand went to the clasp and her breasts were soon free. My mouth encompassing the suddenly exposed nipple. The duel continued, but my tongues partner was now her stiff peak. Moaning and pulling my head tighter to her chest, she then reached. I guess she never wore heels,or wanted to be sexy, it didn't look that way anyway.i got to the car, already nervous and trembling with the bag of contraband in myhand. i coolly pulled into the back of the huge parking lot. i slipped my shoes,socks, and jeans. i slid those beautiful thigh-highs up my legs and re-dressed.OH GOD - it was SOOOO HOT!!FUCK! i HAD TO BUY HEELS! i NEEDED IT! To the mall!Into Sears i went. The ladies shoe dept was small - but sufficient. The godssmiled on me, and the. “What I would do be married to someone like you.”“Yes, but then you wouldn’t have such a wonderful family,” Lissa says.Tara chuckles, “I never said instead of my husband.”“Touché,” Lissa sighs.“The last time I was in this position I had just finished a class taught by the best,” Tara breathes heavily. “I’ve had two years to improve my technique. And Lissa...” she grins. “ ... cum in my mouth.” Lissa’s cock throbs in her hand when she says that. Feeling it growing impossibly harder, Tara smiles. My spit had his entire length wet and slippery after about 15 minutes of one of my best blow jobs and the guys in the room were all telling me how they wanted a bj just like that. Hondo laid back on the bed and held his spit-lubed, 13 inch pole straight up into the air and I maneuvered over it and slowly slid down his shaft. Every inch of his pop-can thick penis was stuffed deep into my soaked cunt while I held my breasts, pinching my erect nipples and rode him like a bucking bronco. Hondo held.