You sit on the edge of the pool table and tell me it is my turn. I pull your skirt up and slip your panties off, burying my head between your thighs. ...icking along your inner thighs, i slowly make my way towards your hot wet pussy, getting close enough that you can feel my hot breath on your lips, making them chill slightly. You moan, and Move your hips forward on the edge of the table. I start to lick your pussy and circle your clit with my tongue, making you moan louder as you lay back on the. There may be no better cardiovascular workout in the world.As I was dressing Becky said, "You can show yourself out Jamie, I'm too tired to get up." She rolled over and was asleep before I got dressed. Apparently Becky didn't need the after sex cuddling or talking that most women like and want a man to get involved in.Thank God it was the one of the weekends off from my job at UPS. I was able to go home, clean up, and get some rest. About noon, I called Becky and invited her to get a pizza that. This I knew was an instruction for me to wear it for her. I knew better than to think about it. Without further ado, I got undressed. I began by slipping on the sheer black stockings. Then standing in front of the mirror, I hooked up the deep black lace garter belt and attached the suspenders to the stocking tops. I reached for the panties, which although high cut, barely hid my now semi-erect penis, erect in anticipation of whatever humiliation was to come.Then I took the black lacy bra, A. Tom slapped his fingers of one hand across both her breasts “yowww” Becky yelped but grinned back, he then softly fondled them, “you need to pleasure me now” he ruffled her fur as he lowered his hands to grasp her hips and ground their hips together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.Slowly Becky came back into the swing of things, taking over the grinding work, so much so he released his grip on her hips and once more tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at her relaxed,.