We both know why you are here. Don’t tell me you are afraid of a strong woman.” Charley, realizing Abby was right and sensing this was the best ni...ht of his miserable dating career, grabbed at the belt and pulled it open. Abbey did the rest and before Charley knew it, his pants and shorts were draped about his shoes. His tumescent organ was at flagpole position just inches from Abby’s face. Abby, still seated and swinging her leg, gave his scrotum a tender squeeze, and Charley’s cock got even. Toys were wonderful for Tracy, but Kim was a necessity and she simply wouldn't be separated from her for any length of time.Tracy had opted for generally white outfits including a bustier and garter set with some white fishnets. Kim, to complement her friend, went mainly with black. It wasn't, after all, her that was getting married. She just fucked Dean every now and again when she was bored. Or too tired to go out and find some cock of her own. Tracy didn't mind. She liked watching as. I felt more relaxed with her than I had before we had our problem.On my return trip home, I asked myself why this was. Why did I feel more relaxed now? The answer was obvious, if a little unexpected. We had worked together to try to make Kate feel better, and I had finally opened up to her a little bit about my own intentions regarding seeing those other girls. Clara had mentioned other girls before, but I had refused to speak of it with her. Now that I had told her what my intentions were, and. I remember when he pulled out of my dripping bottom; he told me my skin was softer than a young girl's. I didn't turn around but just whispered my thanks for his kind attention in the deepest voice I could muster.My poor neglected pussy had been subjected to about a half dozen unsatisfying student lovers and most of the male swim team with frustrating inadequacy.Now that I was fortified with 9 possible candidates to "bottom out" inside my cavernous pussy, I was looking forward to a summer of.