I tried to look involved with the game, but couldnt help but take a glimpse at her. I wished she was sitting in a different position so I could stare ...p her skirt. As if she could read my mind, she crawled over me to the other side of the couch. In doing this, she flipped over me with her legs in the air. What I saw was unmistakable: a hairless muff staring right at me. She wasnt wearing underwear. I wasnt about to play her game by her rules, so I pretended not to notice it. This bothered her,. These dates were as much for her as for me, for the telling of the tales she relished hearing. She confessed often, to loving such tales. We fucked often upon the completion.She scouted, interviewed, and sent them merrily on their way to me. They came ready, willing, primed and apparently quizzed in my tastes, my desires, my naughtiest peccadilloes. They came playful, nasty, just the way I loved them. Many came for a ride on my "sled", for the thrill and high, ahead of getting. . istrieghten up and kiss youpationatly our toungeswresteling, as i slide myhands into your pants andpush them down until theyfall at your feet, i then kissdown your body again, untili reach your upper left leg...i kiss down into the inside ofyour thighand brush myhands up towards yourgroin, i feel the heat fromyourexited pussy, i gentlybrush my hand against itsmiling as you shudder inpleasure, i move farther up,and kiss closer and closer toyour steamy cunt, where igently flick my toungeacross. My sunglass covered eyes drifting back n forth between my phone and the pretty woman directly in front of me. She caught on pretty quickly what I was doing....unsure if it was my shoulder movement or that i just blatantly didn't care if she noticed or not. I was enjoying the fact i had a spectator. As the fuck scene ended in a facial for the girl, i see the lady look down on her dash, she reaches over n i heard her turning off the music. Ok. I slow my stroking to bring up a fav vid, one with.