... your..." About what, Rachel? Say it." Your cock, David. I was thinking about how your cock looks when it gets big." You wanted to see my cock, Rac...el. Is that all?" No, David. There was more. Bad things. Naughty things." What else, Rachel?" I wanted to see you touch it, David. To make it grow hard." And?" I wanted to watch you make yourself cum, David. I wanted to see you squirt." You wanted me masturbate for you? Is that everything, Rachel?" No, David. I wanted to feel your cum on me.... He was planning on treating me like any other woman he may meetfor a date and even was thinking of bringing me flowers! I had neverbeen the recipient of flowers; I had always been on the giving end! Mycock was hard in my satin panties and was screaming for relief!Tom had described himself as being just over six foot tall, 180 pounds,brown hair that was streaked with gray and he had a goatee, which wassomething I really liked on a man. He was 55 years old, divorced for 10years and was semi. " She took another deep hit. "Don't I inspire 'lust in your heart'?" And in other regions far south of my heart, which you well know. What I want to know is: Why me? Why am I the object of your affections? For cryin' out loud, woman, I am old enough to be your father!"She took another big hit on her marijuana, then carefully stubbed it out. "Don't toss this one into the fire, OK?"And then Fran focused those dark beams on me and said, softly, "Because you don't just want to fuck me; you want to. “And I'm Missy, you old perv!” said Missy to Cal as he stared at her body. But even as she insulted Cal, she climbed over Kylie, and bent over to plop her half exposed ass inches from him, on the soft leather of the console armrest.Missy wiggled her butt a bit to get comfortable, and let her legs drape over Kylie's lap, so both of them could fit into the convertible. Perched on the console, she made sure her sweaty back touched Cal's arm as he steered the car back to his place. As he drove the.