His hand continued its delectable caresses on her breast, and the maddening sensations continued to swirl through her. She placed her hand over his. �...�Did you sleep OK?’ Dennis asked. Lois nodded. ‘Yes, thanks to you,’ she whispered. ‘You wore me out last night.’ ‘You did the same for me,’ Dennis responded. His other hand slid under her, he grasped her other breast, and his fingers teasing that nipple into tingling hardness, too. Lois’s nerve endings were crackling with need as a result of the. I watched them laugh and my wife blushed again when the waitress came back to the table with their drinks. The stranger handed the young blonde a twenty and told her to keep the change. I wondered if he would have offered her the same tip had he not been hitting on my wife, but quickly forgot about the waitress when his hand went back under the table to her thigh. Again, he grew braver. This time he slowly stroked her upper thigh, until she spread her legs a bit so he could slide it over her. Though the blankets and sheet were still over my body, I could smell the aroma of my aroused pussy. His fingers kept teasing my nipple, my fingers rubbed my clit. I wanted to cum so badly, but now it seemed I couldn’t hit the right rhythm. I pushed two fingers inside my pussy. It was so wet. I used my thumb to rub my clit. I pretended it was my husband teasing me as I worked a bit harder, a bit faster. I was closer than ever. I could hear the soft squishy sound of my fingers fucking my pussy. I. Cassie, now with her lower half hanging off the table, had her ankles guided up to Bryan's shoulders with his big hands. She had one hand covering her mouth while looking at his massive dick, still in disbelief at the size of it, and her eyebrows were raised with a "please, please have mercy" look to them.With both her ankles up on his shoulders, Bryan's gigantic cock stood rock hard, his tip grazing Cassie's clit, about to slide in. He looked her in the eyes, and without looking to the side,.