"Darling, thank you so much! Let me give you a few dollars for your time." Kathleen, I said, "I've told you that your money is not necessary." Well," ...he said as her fingers slowly crept up my thigh toward my cock, "maybe I can show my appreciation in some other way."We both watched in silence as she gingerly traced the outline of my hard cock with her fingertips. And she grinned coyly when she found the head and rubbed it slowly through the material. She was driving me nuts."Kathleen," I. My legs were now trembling and I could hear my heels tapping on the floor, in the middle of the silence.I could not help but let out a little moan. I knew the woman next door had heard me. I imagined her there sitting, listening to my moans…Barbara pushed her thumb between my buttocks, as trying to lift me off my feet using my pussy as a handhold. Her palm was directly caressing my swollen clit. Now I wanted to cum and I wanted to cry out my climax…I wanted to cum so bad…My legs were shaking. "Great show, guys," Derek told us. "It was definitely worth the trip." So what's this I hear about you having some mysterious plans for tomorrow?" I said to Derek. "How about spilling the beans? You can't hide it from us forever." No, dude, I ain't sayin' a word," he laughed. "You'll just have to wait." Come on, give it up," I persisted. "I'll even buy you a Guinness. I'm not above offering a bribe." But Derek wouldn't bite, and soon, Guinness-less, the three of them were on their way.Next,. Suddenly I was fired up – I have long had an obsession with large clits. It was something I sought in porn but had never come across in real life. Marsha’s mother Mary was on the small side, having a tiny sensitive button almost completely hidden even when aroused, and I had no reason to ever suspect or imagine that Marsha would be the opposite. The other girl leaned in and licked around Marsha’s cunt then pulled back and pulled the lips apart. Marsha’s moisture put a nice sheen on her.