“Why; you wanna watch me, J.J.? I seen you looking at me before, like you want to see my titties when I bend over. Ronnie told me you said I had hai... on my pussy now, cause you saw me get out of the tub through the porch window.” “Yeah, I did. So fucking what. It’s true ain’t it?” “Nope, cause I shave it all off now, cause Ronnie likes it smooth like that.”“You shave your pussy! Fuck, don’t tell me that.”“Why? It’s true.”“I know but that makes me horny, just to think about it.”“Does it make you. My mind then registered it. My God , He was twice as thick as me and a good 3 inches longer. My wife's look said, "I don't know", but her fingers kept working his shaft.Roger toked on the joint and then passed it to me and pulled his jeans down and off. He maneuvered around just a bit until his cock was inches from my wife's mouth. She looked me in my eyes and whispered...."What now"? I made an attempt to speak but what came out was barely a whisper, "What do you want? " I managed. She looked. Alison eagerly knelt on thefloor facing him, her mouth watering as she confronted the juttingthickness of his cock. Again she wrapped her fingers around hisfucker, this time she squeezed it very hard and pumped her fist up anddown its length from tip to base. Her pussy began to drool as shewatched his spongy cock-knob puff up in front of her, oozing outlittle, milky droplets of pre-cum."Your cock is leaking," Alison purred. "You must be awfully horny,darling. Mmmmmmmm! Oooh yeah, you really do. .. Oohhhhh..." Fuck your fingers harder." You start to tremble. "I said faster. Now, fuck it." You start to moan almost continuously. "Faster on your clit." Your tremble gets stronger. "Hold it back, then crash into it." Your eyes are shut tight. "Be mine." Your moan rises in pitch. "Be my dirty girl." You convulse and scream. I hold your hair in my hand. It must hurt the way you pull against it. You don't seem to notice. You just scream and shudder.Your hands slow down and you slump with your.