‘That’s not hay fever, Vanessa it’s … it’s that guy on the train!’ She looked up at me. Her expression perplexed. ‘What on earth do you ...ean, Phil?’ ‘That baccy tin, Vanessa. The one you found the dope in. You sniffed it didn’t you?’ I said using my mobile to call the Doc. ‘It was no accident when he tripped like that, too pat – He was a real pain, never took his eyes off you the rat!’ It’s true, this guy never took his eyes off her once, and I knew what he was thinking. Now my passion had. ....My trip to Lake Powell for a bucks/bachelor weekend was fantastic!Lake Powell is part of a hydro/irrigation scheme on the Colorado River and it is down on the Utah/Arizona border. I've never been down that way and the scenery was just awesome, the weather was perfect and I couldn't believe the water - fresh water that was clean and warm.... beats salt water any day.The boat was speedo friendly, and Kip and I weren't the only ones to wear speedos pretty much the entire time.Here are the. I gave up trying to lick her dry. I moved back to her anus for a few more stabs with my tongue before positioning myself again between her legs, this time with my cock poised against her naked pussy lips. I made a fist around my shaft and wiggled the head back and forth until it nestled into her wetness. I paused just long enough to brace my hands onto the bed before I pushed powerfully into her in one smooth motion all the way to the hilt. Her gasp, almost a scream, was rewarding to me and I. Rubbing the cloth across my buttock's, i tense as a warm sensation ripple's through me. Running back across to the other side again i tense. So exotic, the aroma's, the touch, the sensations, moving towards the front i rub smoothly to place my fingers in between my lips to wash. My clit immediatly throbs to my touch, pulsating for me to play. I start to move my fingers in a circular motion as a moan escapes my lip's, tingling and throbbing. I can't resist it, placing two fingers inside she's.