And to the beat of the rhythm, it guides me to my knees where I bury my face close to your precious gates of heaven, you can feel me press my nose clo...e and feel me inhale your sexiness. As I stand back up, my hands takes it’s time, playing along your tender body like the music that surrounds us.And with the gentle sway of the music, I guide you around, pulling you unto me, my hands tenderly cupping your soft breasts as our bodies sway to the music. My warm breath teases your ear as I lean. I couldn’t speak, here was my ex-girlfriend’s mom, talking about my sex life. “I can see you’ve no problem getting hard” she was looking down at my shorts, my cock was stiff and pressing against my shorts. “Were you both able to satisfy each other? Like did you last long enough to make Jenny cum, and was she able to take you inside her?”It felt like her leg was pushing against mine, the touch and the view of her body beside me, along with her choice of conversation, was really having an effect. I had been “warming” my wife up as they were approaching and she had got so horny she desperately wanted some action and so did I so I made it obvious to them that they could join us. My wife could not bring herself to believe what we were doing and put a tee shirt over her head to shut it out but at the same time her body was craving and lusting for attention. The guys climbed in and spread their beach towels on the sand. One of the guys began stroking her tits and sucking on her nipples and. The blondcurls on my head make feel girly after the way Jim pulled his masculinefingers through them as I fucked him. Though I can't see my curl hairright now I do know how they look. Other then that my body is girlysmooth moisturized by various creams including man-cream. But it's thetit bars and chain that hang between them that make me a slut bitch. Andthe thought of all those disgusting tattoos horrify me.I take the ride as an opportunity to raise my hand hoping this way I canask a.