He examined every detail of the leaves, trying to think of a way to leave the tub discreetly, without disturbing the two lovers. His concentration bro...e when he felt yet another nudge between his legs. He looked down in his lap and saw that the woman was deliberately working her toes inside his briefs. He glanced at her and she winked at him. She slid her small delicate foot inside his trunks and ran her graceful arch along his growing length. Like a cat’s paw, her toes clutched his cock and. It wasn’t our anniversary, I knew that for sure at least. Nevertheless, Saturday evening I slipped into a tight red dress with matching heels. If he wanted to make the evening special, then I figured the least I could do was get dolled up for him. He walked in and came up behind me to help me with my zipper. I turned around and raised my eyebrow, a silent question for his opinion. His eyes slowly moved down my body, something sparking in them. I never saw him check me out quite like that, but I. “No, I like it, you do it just right,” Tracy replied. “Good, I like to make my cheerleader girlfriend feel good,” I said. I kissed her once and we switched to cowgirl style. I put my hands onto her boobs and pinched her nipples a bit. “You just don't give up do you?” Tracy asked. “Well, I just love your boobs baby, they are prefect,” I said. “But they are only B-cups though, they aren't that sexy,” Tracy replied. “Bullshit, they are perfect, I wouldn't change them for the world honestly,” I. Not much to look at but I suppose I cold be worse off. She is a sprinter, I am a distance runner. We sit in silence a few more minutes.She finally breaks. "I can't wait anymore, fuck it." She says. She undoes her seat belt and dives over the center console, getting on top of me. She kisses me. I undo my seat belt as well and recline in the passenger seat of the car. The sun had set. It was dark. I take off her sports bra, letting the two toned beauties emerge. B Breasts, perfect about for me. I.