Pierre instinctively slipped between them. His trunks were on the floor beside the table He knew what I wanted as he aimed his massive shaft toward my...sopping pussy. He lifted my parted legs and rested my calves on his shoulders. He continued to massage my legs as I held his dripping tool to my awaiting pussy. He moved in closer as I rubbed him up and down a few times and positioned him to my entrance. He continued with light scratches on my thighs and tummy as he began opening me. I was so wet. She suddenly seemed unsure of herself. She studied the pick up driver's face for something that would tell her if he was the one. He had a great smile and seemed sincere. She thought he looked really cute and wondered if she could really get that mad at him. His friend wasn't very cute and actually had a weird and creepy vibe to him, especially as he eyed her up and down from his seat."Naw," Ronnie k**ded, as he looked her back in the eyes. He was good at lying and playing with a chick's head.. .. a sweet little girl to your Uncle Link..." I-I try to be," she heard herself say, hardly aware that she was even speaking. The feel of his male closeness and his hot, rough hand on her sensitive exposed skin flashing an unexpected sensation to her brain. It... it had to be the pot and beer, she reasoned, forcing a little laugh. "Better let me go if you want this beer opened..." To hell with that!" he choked, taking it from her and setting it on the table? "I don't need it as much as I need. ’ ‘Why did you go out with Susan in High School? What was the attraction?’ ‘I know that I’m not much to look at Marie, and I see where this is going. A little bit more to the right…yes, right there. I accept how God made me. Does that seem simplistic to you? What you see is what you get. You are a beautiful woman and that’s a fact. You are as God made you… beautiful. Yes, I like long hair on women, and yes, I like your God given hair color very much. I will like it when it turns silver gray or.