"Oooh," Cecile moaned out in pain-pleasure. "More, more!" Vern positioned herself on the side with efficacy until her arm reached entirely underneath ...ecile until her fingers coyly emerged around her side and made their way up the side of the woman's tits. Then Vern looked down, and much to her pleasant surprise, was rewarded with an eyeful of pussy.She looked inside Cecile with wonder and lust: wonder-lust. The hair on her vulva formed a neat triangle, formally truncated at the tip of the. Keep your pussy warm. I'm on my way home."She heard Mike chuckling as he hung up.CHAPTER THREEIt was one of those rare California days: sunny, clear, and smog free. On top of that the Coast Road was virtually deserted of traffic. To Marsha Bradford, this was frosting on the cake.She handled the convertible with easy confidence. The wind whipped her long blonde ponytail around, and she brushed a stray wisp of hair from her full lips. The morning sun warmed her face and body, pushing last night. He placed his hands on my hips as I lowered onto him, thrusting upwards to conjoin our bodies.Soon, I was swaying in a lustful dance and swivelling my hips as he pistoned into me with increasing energy. He growled as his fingers burrowed into my flesh. I begged him not to cum too quickly and make it last forever. He began varying his pace as my bucking continued for twenty magic minutes.With him pinching my nipples I frantically masturbated, before we shot our loads within seconds of one. She had planned a romantic evening together but, being on call, I ended up working well past midnight on this one Friday. I knew I would have to do something special to make up for it to her the next night, but all I really wanted to do was sleep. I closed my eyes and drifted off quickly.At some point during the night I woke up. I rolled over to snuggle up to Cindy, who was lying on her side with her back to me. I could feel her silky nightgown. Without seeing it, I knew it was the red one that.