”I’ve always loved the smell of pussy. I opened my jacket revealing a red silk blouse. My hard nipples danced around in my shirt as I positioned m...self inside my car. With one leg on the passenger seat, and another up by the steering wheel, my pussy was open for display. Ooh and what a beautiful pink, wet, shaved pussy it is. I pulled my blouse up over my breasts, and the vibrating head tickled me as I traced it over them. My nipples were painfully erect; I gently brought my head down and took. He said that was impossible because be had this whole motel booked for a year.We argued with him for about 10 minutes and then he finally stood up and said "are you going to strip or am I going to have to get one of these men to ripe you clothes off for you. By this time my wife was crying uncontrollably I tried to calm her down she just kept asking him why he was dong this. The biker only said he was protecting himself. The biker who we later found out was named Rick reached over and pushed me. I closed the door, pulled down my slip and stepped into the tub. It felt wonderful! I remember how tired I've been and how the warm steamy water made me nearly fell asleep, only to suddenly have a terrible thought that brought me back to the waking world immediatly. What if I get hard this time? Aunt Sharon always comes in to dry us after bathing. But menawhile I've grown older and I was affraid that her touch would make my weenie jump up. Even the thought of seeing me naked made my penis. He continued lightly lapping her sensitized clit and worked more of the finger into her. She rolled her hips and groaned and came again, and then again, and again — and then she simply couldnt wait any more. Connie reached down with both hands and took his head in her hands. She pulled him up till she could look at his face, all happily coated with her abundant juices. I want you inside me! Please! He bent his head again to her cunt, slowly licking the juices of her labia and inner thighs as.