I bought a couple of pair last month. I’ll get a couple more. Then we can eat. There’s a Chinese restaurant...”“Yeah, that’ll work.”She’... true to her word. We went to the store she specified, NOT at the mall, I followed her inside because I didn’t relish sitting outside in my truck, waiting. She walked right up to the rack of jeans, grabbed a couple of pairs.“Hold these,” she ordered. I did.She surveyed a rack of blouses, picked a couple. “Hold these, too.”“Okay.”Then she slid over into the. He knows how the anticipation of his entering me makes my pussy drool. Id lay money he is smiling as he watches his finger dance at my pussy hole, as my juices thicken and slip from my tunnel. Suddenly I feel my hips jerked down and his tongue pressing between my folds. A cock stifled moan is heard. His cock jerks and twitches in my eager mouth as my pussy tries to hold his pleasuring tongue deep inside. With no urging myhips begin to grind at his face, as my lips and tongue bath his. They were just as soft and lacy as her bra, and completely soaked through.She gasped as my my fingers met her crotch, feeling the growing wetspot, slowly exploring her through her panties. I squeezed hard at her breast while I rubbed her swollen clit through panties so wet they were barely discernable. As our tongues danced around one another I pushed her panties to the side and stroked the tip of my finger across her swollen lips, just barely scratching at them before taking firm hold of her. The banana seed inside squished like wet sand.Underneath, her throbbing cock formed a tent in her pants. Sticky precum seeped from the head and made a damp patch."Why am I so hard?" she said aloud. She slid down her shorts and panties and her girl-cock snapped upwards as if spring-loaded.Molly's cock was obscenely erect. It looked fatter and more curved than usual. Thick, pulsating veins ran up the length of the shaft. Molly's foreskin had tightened and swallowed the tip of her cock almost to.