Sliding her leg up further, Manolito thrust into Clara faster and deeper, claiming her in an age old rhythm. Gripping her hips he helped her move with...him, penetrating her over and over until she was begging him again for release. Watching him fuck her, seeing his cock, slick with her juices, slide in and out of her pussy made her tremble. ‘Please, Manolito, give me more,’ she begged shamelessly. ‘I need, ahh, more, oh, of you,’ she managed to groan out in between moans. With a sudden growl. He moves up a few steps so I can get close to his crotch. I take my turn kneeling in front of him, rolling my tongue around his silky foreskin and glistening pink glans, tasting just a drop of his manly pre-cum. He starts face-fucking me with his fat uncut cock until I pull him out. I want to lick his balls and feel his hole and explore his body before he cums in my mouth. I want to get my face close to his big dick and move my tongue all over his sexy nuts before I let him shoot his juice. Maybe the reason had been because he was kinda... strange. But she hadn't been ready for this."Now just where in heck do you think I'm gonna pull 'em off, Jed!" The whole thing seemed pretty ridiculous, but Billie was a bit curious as to Jed's reasons for wanting her sweaty underwear."I can stop by the woods on old Mister Thompson's land," he said, still not looking at her. "You can go behind the trees and I won't look... promise."There was an eager, almost frantic, look on Jed Judson's face.. "It will be a very tight fit and should stay in place without anyadhesive for at least a couple of days," she continued. "We can gluethis on you too. We use a special paste that prevents perspiration.If we don't, you may get sweaty and uncomfortable during the day,depending on what you get up to, but if we do, you're stuck withoutaccess to your... wedding tackle for at least two weeks at a time." No glue," I said, firmly. "I want access to my equipment. It's theonly thing I'll have left to.