Ten minutes later I'm standing back in the doorway watching you lay on the bed. My cock hasn't softened in the least bit since the car ride home and y...ur eyes keep dropping to the bulge in my jeans."I guess you are lucky," I say. "If it weren't for the interruption I was going to yank off your clothes and take you hard and fast right here. I couldn't have cared who heard us, I was just focused on my need and you!"You lock eyes with me and reach down to the waistband of your pants, sliding them. . . like he had asked and went into the kitchen and took out a new 12 pack of wine coolers, with various flavors. Rather than ***********ing a couple, he brought the whole pack in with him along with some glasses. Kylie immediately noticed him enter the room.“Wow. Are we going to drink all of them?” she asked somewhat surprised.“No pumpkin . . . you two can split one, that’s why I brought along some glasses. Which flavor would you like to try?” That was the wrong question to ask . . . as the. Feel me. Yeah, Oh yeah. Now slip your fingers down lower. Do you feel me getting wet? Slip one of your fat fingers into the hole there. Not deep just once you get barely into me and swirl your finger around. Does it turn you on to feel my pussy and know you are turning me on?" He found just the beginning of her sparse bush. He liked its femaleness. Her face and neck were beginning to blush and her breath was coming hard. "Is this the first pussy you have touched?" David nodded as he also. “Alright Peter, you have a safe trip.”May Parker looked at herself in the mirror again, tracing a finger through her grey hair all while shifting her chin back and forth to see the lines and crow’s feet over her face. Time wasn’t kind to her, not even in her 60’s and she already looked ‘elderly’. Looking over to the bottle she ordered last week she remembered the commercial on the television that enticed her into buying the stuff in the first place.“Ladies do you feel that all the make up in.