"That's it!" Janet said. "That is what I couldn't put my finger on."Steve looked over at Janet again and realized that she was actuallyfairly good lo...king. He grabbed his glass as he realized his heart wasstarting to pump harder as he stared at Janet. He was definitely NOTin the mood to meet someone tonight. He slammed back the shot andcouldn't believe he was getting harder by the second."Too bad she didn't stay around." Janet mentioned. "But it looks likeit's our lucky night."Steve. My wife was wearing a stunning bikini and I couldn’t help but watch as her ass swished back and forth with each step on the sand. She had put on a few pounds over the past few years but as before she was sexy and lean, now she was equally sexy but more thick, and as you may have guessed, the Jamaican men had hit on her hard for the whole time we had been there. They had a way of being nice but bordered crossing the line with their compliments and advances. My wife, of course, ate up all the. I didn't sleep easily that night. Thoughts of that minute of passion plagued my mind with overwhelming feelings of guilt. The problem was, that was what I wanted. I wanted Katherine. No matter how much I knew it was wrong, I wanted Katherine to be mine to love and hold. In the morning, Katherine did not come and knock on my door to walk to uni. In fact, she wasn't even in any of the lectures that day. She must have been feeling pretty rough, as she never missed lectures. I resigned myself to. Her tongue was sticking all the way out, sliding on the underside of his shaft.Alex's cock grew hard again as he watched what he could only describe as the most amazing thing he had ever seen; a young pretty girl masturbating as she let a complete stranger treat her mouth like a gas station glory hole. Only the whites of her crossed eyes were visible and her chest was shiny with sweat and drool.It was too much for Alex to hold himself back. He grabbed her hips and pulled them toward himself so.