. Yeah fuck... Deep Throat that cock of mine... Wow... You really do it!... That's so delicious, man... Hold it deep... I feel your throat.... Oh Shit..... how nice!", he screamed, pressing my head hard into his crotch and holding me there.I couldn't breathe anymore, because he filled me completely now. I started gagging on it and he quickly let go of my head again. I came up, took a good breath, and swallowed the saliva away. And immediately went down for a second time. However, he was. " Instead of calling her, you can drive over and show her the new car. Don't do anything sexual with her though. No kissing, nothing. Tell her we're all over at Uncle Bunny's talking about what's going to be happening. Invite her to come, and tell her no one is going to be doing anything."We drove over to Uncle Bunny's, and Brenda followed behind, us until we turned off. When we did turn off, at Uncle Bunny's house, she continued on, driving over to Emily's house. Joyce and I were sitting in. Well someone is enjoying a girl touching their pussy your nipples say you do.My mind swirled. I'm going to get fucked two days in a row. I don't think that's happened to me in years. This isn't right I'm married.To a guy who doesn't care about you. we want you Kathy. We want to fuck you.I wondered what another woman was like. I think all girls like myself at one time or another have at least wondered what pussy was like.I felt John reach around grabbing my yoga pants at my pussy and tearing. And being a rather “religious” and “conservative” area, dates were expected to be in more formal attire. Slacks and a button-down shirt for a guy, a dress for a gal (this is what the parents expected). So this was my very first experience on getting into a pair of tight jeans.And I discovered right away that as nice as they may be to look at when molded onto a bottom and pubic mound in that magical way they do, they do not offer much room for exploration. But I did manage to slip my fingers.