Her deep, green eyes seemed out of focus, like she was always trying to see something that wasnt there,her hair was bad, frizzy and bushy, but I alway... have time for a redhead. She laid it out for me, I got it, her game, it was cool. Stella, that was her name, was thirty five, never been married, lived with her parents, taught catholic school, was a good girl. Except when she was a bad girl, a naughty bad girl, who needed to be disciplined afterwards, hard. Yes, I could do this, I lived to. Another older gentleman that wanted to watch. My heart was already pounding and butterflies in my stomach just thinking about the idea. As risky as this all sounded, I agreed to the meeting on Sunday. He informed me that we would meet in the parking lot of the Walmart near my house. The far back row near the outdoor garden entrance. I knew exactly where that was. David also told me to wear one of Jenny's bikinis under my clothes and bring a pair of high heels, and before getting out of my truck. He grabbed a handful of paper towels to dry his hands and face, and suddenly he felt a presence behind him, breathing on his neck. Before he could turn, a hand had reached around and pushed its way into his boxer shorts, wrapping around the thick pole it found there. “Need a hand?” Eliza’s sultry voice caused Cal’s knees to weaken just for a moment. She stroked him a few times, her body so close to his. He could feel her breasts pressing urgently against his back and, without even realising it,. I tried to cool myself off by thinking of things that turn me off. “It gets better, don’t worry,” I sighed, laying back down in the water.“Yeah, I was feeling good as well, but…” Quin turned around and lay against the sloping part of the Jacuzzi. “Let’s do missionary, like we did in the morning. Maybe that’ll make it bearable.”He spread his legs wide, giving me a sudden urge to lick and suck the hairy upper halves of his thighs. I put myself under water and did that, kissing his balls and ass..