It was such a beautiful scene. Seeing a girl full of pleasure and lust was something i had expected not to see for a long time. Then i stood back and ...ulled my pants down. My cock was already hard, now it was ready to fuck. Before putting my cock inside her i leaned in and kissed her. All this time i was trying to fuck her, doing that made me a bit technical and i forget to enjoy that. Kissing her made me realise i was already fucking her. I then put my arms around her and kissed her. The sex. She smiled wickedly as she buckled a belt about his waist, and had him place his wrists through loops above the hips at either side; he could sense her acute pleasure as she buckled them as tight as she could without cutting off his circulation; there would be no using his hands to masturbate. The stick scent of her pussy filled the air as she made sure the belt was tight."I love this belt; it allows you to lie on your back or front without your hands being in the way. You can lay on your front. They were no more than a foot from Ryan and they were kissing. The black football player was so much taller than she was, that although she had on very high heels, she still had to lift up on her toes and he had to bend way over to make their mouths meet.Ryan watched them kiss for a long time. Then he saw the large black man reached down and grasped the small blonde's ass. His giant hands almost covered her entire cheeks. He watched those hands fondle the soft flesh of the woman's ass and felt. I liked the new term that had sprung unbidden into my head - 'my girl'. That's how I thought of her now and it gave me a warm and fuzzy feeling that just felt right - yep, my girl, that's what she was.When Brenda pulled to a stop beside me, I looked over her sled and recognised a fair bit of it as the old mower I had 'thrown away' at the end of the summer. Brenda saw that I recognised the bits."I told you there was nothing wrong with the engine that a decent mechanic couldn't fix," she said..