Rochelle turned and looked over her shoulder at me as Vanessa smiled slowly.“Oh really?” Vanessa asked.“Yeah. You interested?” I asked.“Migh... be.” She replied coyly.I stood up and boldly held out my hand.“So let’s go.” I said confidently. Vanessa looked up at me and slowly rose.“Cocky huh?” Vanessa said, taking my hand.“Yeah, he’s like that.” Rochelle commented, watching us.I slid my hand around Vanessa’s slender waist and pulled her close to me. I could smell her perfume and the alcohol on her. She was wet but there was still quite a bit of resistance, I noticed a wince as I pushed harder into her. She smelled like expensive perfume, and had perfect skin, but the clothes she had on just didn't seem to match her nor did the old truck she was laying on, but those observations really didn't matter to me. I kept pushing in and out of her and I could feel her loosen and get wetter, my balls slapping the moisture. She rocked on the tailgate as I plowed in and out of her pussy her breasts. As he got closer to her heated loins, he could smell the wonderful aroma of her feminine perfume as well as the White Shoulders perfume that she had so wickedly sprayed down there. Miriam gasped as his searching tongue found her most intimate of womanly charms. Her clitoris reacted as if it had received an electric shock. The beautiful blonde wife flinched as her body jumped on the bed. She had her first orgasm. Her own husband had wanted to go down on her several times but she thought that it. So at the last meeting our team won the oldie moldie for tagging the oldest and youngest pussy and also the award for the most pussy as we hit it hard and poured our meat to fifteen milfs during that quarter. One quarter we split into one team of white guys, one team of black guys and then a girl team and we just went for open season of one night stands. The girls beat us by having 32 one night stands in three months. They were getting dick in clubs, behind the bar on the hood of a car, in the.