I watched as she flipped the switch on the vibrator and pressed it to her clit. Her hand travelled to her boob and she started to pinch her nipple bet...een her fingers. Her body started to wriggle and her moans got louder all the time her blue eyes fixed on me. She knew I couldn’t resist her soaking wet pussy so I immediately jumped back into bed. You know I always win so why bother fighting.My lips crashed to hers as she lifted up my skirt. I ran my hand down her body to her belly button then. . "Fuck me until you shoot your big baby making load deep in this tight pussy. Is this a girl you're fucking old man...or is this a woman who is making you feel like a young stud... fuck me... damn you fuck me!" I reached back between my legs and took hold of his balls with both hands and pushed my ass back on to his pole until it was buried all the way to the balls in my sloppy wet love nest. As soon as he hit bottom, he pumped it in and out about five times and I came screaming. As he blasted. I'm sure we all recognize the expression though. It's basically where you're on a double-date or meet two guys/gals at a bar and your friend hits it off with the more attractive of the two and you hookup with /fuck/or keep the less attractive man/woman company.The reason I bring this up is to recount an absolutely joyful experience I had that began as a proposal for me to "take one for the team." I had been working at my first job in 1999-2000. There, I befriended a guy, Kevin, who very. The interior smelled like Lysol, from the cleaning crew, and she turned the AC down just a little. She went back to the store room and looked at the locker she kept there. She always kept extra things, just in case. She studied herself in the full length mirror there and shook her head. Then she spied the sack of things she had bought a few days ago, and kept forgetting to take home. She pulled the items out. A tan skirt, pleated and long enough, to be nice. It struck about 4 or 5 inches above.