"Wait, I have a little something." I say, and then reach into the grocery bag behind my head. I pull out the box of brand new condoms. He takes one an... puts it down next to me, but still continues to feel me up. I pull my shirt off and he unclasps my bra, twisting my nipples. He nibbles around them, and then is sucking them.Then he's pulling down my jeans and thong, turning me around so that my upper body is flat against the carpeting of the truck. I see his hand pick up the condom and in a few. I pleaded, "No! No lotion. Please. Let me make love to you." No! Not tonight. I just took my shower and I don't want you jumping all over me. Just lie back," she said as she placed her hand on my chest and pushed me down so I would lie flat on my back."You never let me make love to you," I pleaded as she began fondling my erection with the slippery lotion.She began stroking me and saying, "I'm a woman so I don't require sex like you do. Ahh, now doesn't this feel pleasurable?" Yes it does. It. “Slow down baby, I want to last more than 5 minutes.”Sara took his cock into her hand and stroked it as Cliff unbuttoned her dress and slid it off of her shoulders. He’d fucked a lot of women in his life, and many right here in this sleeper, but none as young and beautiful as this horny 19 year old Jersey girl. He swapped positions with her and slid his cock inside. She welcomed it and wrapped her legs around him as he thrust deeper into her. They pounded away as the pressure on his balls. Let’s get that out the way. He looked like he was in his mid-thirties and didn’t have a speck of gray hair. He was a blonde, with a stylish modern cut, which was always kept. He had no face hair; he was a clean shaven man. He always wore a suit, I don’t think I ever seen him in anything else. Mr. Bell was tall, at least 6’3 and he was slim, but when he took off his suit jacket, you could almost see the muscles ripple underneath his crisp dress shirt. His eyes were a warm green with little.