I hear your voice on the phone...then I hear you rummaging around in the kitchen...I hear you walking back into the room...your mouth on my neck licki...g and biting...as I feel something being poured over me...from the smell and feel of it...it is crushed pineapple...I feel it running down my shoulders...over my chest down my stomach and all over my pussy...my body trembling...it's such an erotic feeling...knowing what will happen next...I hear a knock on the door...you go to answer it...when. MaryAnn knew why. The hint of brown hair she could glimpse through the window gave it all away.She wrenched open the passenger's side door and stared. She rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh of resignation. The driver's eyes opened."Hello, Missy MaryAnn," he said in a strongly accented voice."Hi Achmed. How are you?" MaryAnn propped herself against the open door. She looked down at the petite woman crouched on the seat, her head bobbing up and down." I am very well, thank you Missy." He stifled a. I was now taking small excursions down between her thighs, getting nearer her pussy each time. She spread open for me, eager for my touch in her most intimate and hidden place.I could tell her breathing had quickened, mine had as well. Her hand stroking me certainly did help get my heart rate up as I went on with my routine."Oh, you are getting me so hot, this is so good."I had one hand flat on her abdomen softly rubbing around in circles as my other hand ran along her thighs sometimes dropping. Well, it was bigger.John had an normal sized cock, he was used to it, but the man staring back at him had an 8-inch member, and he was flaccid. Naturally his first response was check its full size so he began to pump. 8 and a half inches hard.Holy shit, I mean holy shit I look amazing he thought to himself.Yeah you do stud"What the fuck!" John said or the second time that day.Hey there stud , I bet you're wondering whats going on, _a sultry voice spoke in his head."Honestly I'm concerned I'm.