As Charlene slowly removed his jacket the feeling the hair of the long brunette wig falling on his neck and shoulders caused him to shudder as a jolt ...an through his body. Charlene's hands then snaked around his waist as she pushed her breasts into his back and untied the rope to his slacks and began to slide them down. Slowly his garter belt and tiny panties were revealed as well as his nylon covered legs. She then helped him step out of them and instructed him not to move. While still on her. Now she loosened her hands’ grip on mine and I glided my hands to her vagina, it felt as if my hands have entered in a well of water, the place was so wet and too sticky. I massaged her outer lips and rubbed her leaked precum around her vagina.Now I touched her inner lips very soft and silky and rubbed it along with the clitoris which felt of substantial size, she took a jerk, her back arched like a current at high voltage pierced her body, she moaned saying” plzz, leave me, I am getting out of. It's an emotion and a powerful spirit and it makes us human naturally powerful, although initially delivered in a crude form, for better or worse, and the Three C's function as a management tool or a philosophy of sexual potency to shape and use that terrible rage that lives in most humans. It is a code for the intelligent use of this anger - the modeling of it in sexual potency. "The origin of the acronym is uncertain. Many say it is quite recent, but it had already been cited around the same. Once I was positioned, she grabbed my ass in her hands and pulled me into her. In one motion I was down to the root.I'd thought there could be nothing better than her mouth. Once again, I found out I was wrong. SHIT! It was so wet. And so warm. And so silky. And so tight. And I was home, right where I belonged. I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Are you going to just sit there or are you going to move?" I wanted to say "Sit there," because it felt so good, but it was obvious that her choice was.