She was breathing fast & her boobs were dangling up & down with her action. Slowly she increased her speed and removed her pallu and started squeezing...her boobs. She also started scratching her thighs and choot. I was enjoying her hand job curiously. By now my dick was standing tall rock. I also got full charged. I slowly moved towards her and from behind climbed on the gunny bag. I put my two legs from her two sides and embraced her from behind. My full top was touching her from behind and my. She angrily toldhim he already was wearing one and he would continue to wear one.He looked at the floor and wondered what he had gotten into. Marcietold him if he had stood up to her mother this would never havehappened. He didn't make any move to select any bras. Marcie started to select the most feminine ones in dark colorsshe could find. He asked if they had to be so lacy and she told himhe wasn't selecting any so she would. She finished selecting themand led him by the panties. She told. She then looked at me and raised her arms, dragging the clinging wet shirt up and over her boobs. Once her boobs were out in the open she pulled it up and off, throwing it at me. She then took her hands and rubbed them over her boobs, acting like she was wiping the water off of them. Both Bob and I were drooling. Now thats much better. Isnt it Bob? I asked him. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. He sort of stuttered out. I asked him if he liked her boobs. He smiled like a kid in a candy store and said. It was then she realized that she was trembling with anticipation, now longing to feel herself impaled upon his shaft. Stacy positioned Brad's cock at her opening, hesitated for what seemed an eternity to both parties before pushing down with such gusto that she engulfed the entire length instantly.As Stacy pushed down on Brad's cock it took all his self control not to orgasm. Her pussy felt like a warm satin glove, enveloping him in such a way it was pure bliss. He reached around behind her.