He was skilled in the art of erotic massage, and soon she was groaning with pleasure. He spent a lot of time on her ass cheeks, and then moved to the ...acks of her legs and the sides of her breasts.And then he parted the legs and slipped a hand inside her crotch. He was obviously playing with her pussy as his other hand stroked the back of her neck. She began breathing heavily.I was watching all of this while lying on my belly as Rita massaged me, first with her hands, and then with her whole. The old words circled in my head: ‘Make your words as sweet as honey, for you may have to eat them.’ For the second time that day, I hesitated. My lips firmed. I really had no interest in this guy other than to apologize for being rude. That was it, that was all. Focused on this thought, I turned around and went back across the street. Hank watched me, a look of mild curiosity shading his tanned features. I couldn’t keep my eyes on his. ‘I just wanted to say I’m sorry I was rude. I’m having a. You pushed me away, reaching down to take your cock out of pants. I sighed when I felt the tip sliding up and down my pussy lips, pushing against my clit before moving back down to my tight hole. “Tell me how much you want my cock, Kylie,” you said, teasing me. “Please,” I whispered, halfway begging you. “I need to feel you inside of me.” Before I could finish my sentence, you were inside me, your cock stretching my tight pussy. I bit down hard on my lip to keep from crying out. You built up a. I then realized she got probably the wrong number, sending me that picture, instead of my sweet wife. Since Tara had divorced a year ago, she had been more friendly and closer friend with Anita…I replied she looked outstanding, sexy and hot; hoping to get more. This was quickly followed with another set of hot pictures.Tara had now pulled out her tiny sexy outfit and she was showing her bare perfect round boobs, with those dark nipples very hard.But she was covering her shaven mound with a free.