Susan hesitates and undoes her halter. Tony notes she's growing nice little titties. He'd dated women who were that size. Her nipples are the color of...bubble gum. It takes some struggling in the crowded tent before she's able to get out of the bikini bottoms. Her slit has just begun to get it's covering, and it's lips have fine hair that's not yet a full womanly triangle, but more a narrow, pointy fringe following the furrow. The scent of sexual excitement hangs in the humid air of the tent.. ” “I promise,” I said again, spreading her legs even further with the palms of my hands, allowing me to slip between them fully exposing the dark entrance to her pouting vagina. Bending forward slightly I let my fully erect penis rub between the cheeks of her ass. Lying down on my elbows I stroked it back and over between the soft white cheeks of her bottom. My actions just made her groan and mumble,”so long, oh god it’s been so long.” Looking back at me she got an eyeful of my cock for the. It's cold outside, but I've had a couple of drinks. I take a coat and, leaving my wallet on the side of my bedroom table, my keys. Can't be too careful. There's an amazing amount of adrenaline rushing through me as I make my way through these familiar streets. I look at strangers as I'm on my way past. I'm mildly paranoid (can they see in my eyes what I'm going to do), but also excited. One man walks past a bus stop, and I imagine him saying hello, and putting a hand on his jeans... but I'm. Throughout the fabric he squeezed Botched Job’s dick and the beagle moaned softly. He looked at his boyfriend’s undies and saw the huge tent. With his finger he pulled at the top of them and Grox’ dick released itself, it popped out in all its glory: uncircumcised, heavily veined with extra flabs of meat, massive and wide. Botched Job’s mouth was drawn to it eagerly and he started licking the big pink head. Grox rested his two hands on Botched Job’s crane and pulled him closer. The smell made.