I breathed out quietly, rose out of my armchair, and joined him. I could feel the atmosphere change as I sat next to him. I could feel a tingle in my ...roin as I got a whiff of his manly scent.“Why don’t you show me what I’ve missed?” I whispered.He studied me for a second.“Like old times?”“I expect so.”Smiling, he stood. Slowly, he undid his belt and slipped off his jeans and undies. Turning towards me, I saw a knowing, superior smile on his face as his cock filled my view. It was a magnificent. The electric heat rises into her skirt and crotch, now bare after she has swiftly dropped her flimsy red underwear. She rides now on her upturned hand on the cushion, bouncing and jerking on her middle finger that is curling up to penetrate her at each bounce. To soft squelching sounds and stronger musty aroma, Emily makes cowgirl yells as she flops backward and forward as if bucking in a rodeo. Then she catches a glimpse of Doug pottering in his garden. He is squinting her way but probably. Or what if he comes a bit more inside the table and removes his shorts for me where I can give him a handjob with his legs resting on the back of my hips? Or what if he asks me to come forward, make me kneel, pull one of my tits out, pull my hair and make me suck him or shag him?Or what if he drags me out of the table, makes me sit on him, pulls my tits out, and started sucking them while I keep feeling his thing.All these dirty thoughts of mine made me wet! As I was indulging in my train of. I couldn't help but reach between her legs to touch her cunt lips and found no panties or even a thong to stop me. She was almost dripping she was so moist and slick. I stuck two fingers in to check out the wetness and decided to drop my pants and easing my erection right up to the hilt. She moaned and pushed back against me then said "that's enough for now, I don't want to be dripping all over the place." I didn't tell her that I thought she was already pretty close because I didn't want her.