..." Wendy, you can call me Wendy. Do you want to touch them?" Absolutely."He reaches over as if putting a fire out, and grabs my breasts in his stron... hands. I moan as his squeezes them, and starts to roll my nipples in his fingers."That feels so good Jason. Do you want to lick them?" He didn't respond except to lean over and take one nipple into his wet mouth. I reached and took his cock back into my hand, stroking it as he felt my tits up. I looked over to the guys by the park, and they were. They are laughing now enjoying each other’s company. She steps back a little and lifts herself onto the tall stool behind her, letting her short skirt now slide up her thighs revealing just a hint of the stockings she is wearing underneath. You watch as you see his eyes scanning over her body running along her long legs up to her firm thighs, and then her bare skin where her stockings end and her skirt begins. Your cock hardens as you wonder if she is wearing anything underneath tonight. He. I lifted her and while kissing I took her to my bed and making her lie down moved my finger’s top to bottom she was like keeping her eyes tight closed and now I started kissing from her belly button I raised her T-Shirt a little and she could not control it she holded my face and took it up she kissed me madly and she was going mad in the romantic feel while I played my hand on her stomach which was making her more aroused.Now I could not resist and was madly waiting to see those pair of boobs. It looked angry, as though frustrated in its search for a mate. Emma inhaled the musty tang of his maleness and the faint scent of his perspiration. At such times, Emma knew she was a cockaholic at heart. She was drunk with the desire for thick cock. But any cock? She wondered. All pricks are beautiful. With a sudden bow of her head, Emma took the shaft and sank it fully into her mouth. She got a great deal of enjoyment from sucking prick. It gave her a sense of control over the dominating male.