My arm was still around Simone’s shoulder and now her hand was holding mine in my lap. She had been holding her hand on top of mine there, but then ...he switched it over and the back of her hand was resting on my erect cock running down my pants, aiming at the inner side of my knee cap. It didn’t take her much time at all (a second, perhaps less) to realize that her knuckles were not resting on my thigh, but on my thing. ‘Aha,’ she said as she turned to smile at me, ‘what have we here?’ And with. .. He IS good,' she thought to herself. She reaches down to her clit, massaging the still-exposed flesh underneath her mini skirt. She watches the clip, as it shows her going down fully on his mammoth cock, taking all nine inches of his rock hard member down her throat. She continues to vigorously frig her pussy, slowly piercing her tender lips open with an exploring finger. Massaging her clit, the video turns to him entering her tight ass hole. In the clip, she turns her head to the camera. She smiled as she saw his cock twitch. She took a puff of her cigarette and continued."I was surprised at how great a kisser he was. I wasn't expecting much, but he was great. He took his time kissing me and squeezing my nipples before we fucked. I was so anxious and so wet. He couldn't keep his hands off my boobs. They're still a little sore." "Would you like me to rub lotion on them, darling?"Tammy laughed. "Maybe later sweetie." She took a puff of her cigarette. "Where was I? His cock was. "I can do it! I can put them in the dryer, Sean, let me do it."Tracy darted around him, reaching the utility closet before him and opening the washer. On her tippy toes, she reached in and grabbed her clean clothes. Her little ass peaked out from under the shirt, so Sean spun around, trying to avoid more torture. While she loaded the dryer, he gathered up an extra blanket and pillow, and threw them on the sofa in the living room. When he turned around, Tracy stood before him, her arms crossed.