The cramped space between the black man's legs offered littlefresh air and Paul could smell the man's sweaty crotch through his pants.The smell of swe...t and that manly odor of cock and balls assaulted Paul'ssenses as he kneeled quietly between his master's legs.Paul could hear the lovers talking like they didn't have a care in theworld. They discussed the news, weather and a favorite tv show as if itwere perfectly normal for a couple to talk while another man sniffed awayat the crotch of his. “I just hope this wasn’t an excuse to grope my breasts while we ride.”“Please, what kind of selfish pervert do you take me for? I know it’s much more pleasurable for you when I do this…” He gently nibbled on the tip of one of her ears, sending a bolt of electricity up her spine that straightened her posture and nearly made her yelp. “That’s not fair…” she whimpered.“Are you telling me to stop?” Noah asked as he reached up and rubbed the tip of her other ear between his fingers. Valia’s. I started pressing her ass now. It was even mightier that her boobs. Her legs started to open up and she spread them. Now, my penis was directly placed below her hole. To my surprise, for the first time, she herself gave a reaction. She sat over me, lifted her crotch, held my cock and placed it in front of her hole, and took it in. I was like, whooaahahhahhh what just happened and hr pussy was so tight and much tight than ‘R’. She started moving up and down. I placed my hands on her boobs. I’d gotten the full story from Joy. A story that had actually happened. Misty was blushing, which she only does around Matthew and it was infuriating, about this cute guy name Rene she had met at the bar. Not true. I wondered if she was going to take the story to its ridiculous end or blame her ankle on her broken stiletto. No, Misty was shameless enough to keep the story rolling.“She OK?” Janine crowded me by the window. Leaning down to the smell the flowers on the sill. Joseph was sweet..