"We have time."My mind banged on that "we" she used. I was already hard. Just contemplating letting this girly girl see my prick, and thinking about h...r watching me jerk off had me ready to go. I stood and, rather than do this with my pants around my knees, I stripped. I knew my body was slowly going to seed. It happens to most men as they age. Some of my muscle had started to sag and soften. I still played tennis and golf, and took the dog for long walks, but that wasn't enough to keep muscles. It was uncontrollable for me and all I wanted to do then was sell my soul to the devil but get a chance to fuck her and fuck her hard…in sometime as we reached kullu and we had to part ways.By now I was wet in my pants as for last 35 mins I had her raw breasts in my hand and I could judge by the firmness of her nipples she too had wet panties….I whispered in her ears as I was to go apart “can I have your no as I want to meet you and have it out with you” hearing what I had to say she was scared. The wine stain spread through and startled, I let the bottle crash into the floor.Gosh, what a goof. She ran to get a towel and started rubbing on what awkwardly happened to be my erection underneath wine stained pants.You’d… better get these pants off. I’m afraid it’s cheap wine and it burns.Crap! My hands got cut from clearing the broken pieces of the bottle. Can you help me with that?Uh… sure. She undid the buttons to lower the pants, leaving my large erection poking through white cotton,. They both had pink nipples, Miss Daisy’s a slightly darker shade of them all. They both whimpered as I massaged their nubs, my fingers digging into their pillowy flesh.So incredible.I used to think sex was such a waste, but now I understood how much fun it was. Masturbation was nothing compared to the ecstasy of playing with women. I enjoyed commanding my boyfriend’s sex slaves.My virgin pussy clenched, quivering, aching for Justin to deflower me. I couldn’t wait for our date, for his cock to.