She moved one of her hands to my raging hard-on but grabbed my balls instead. She sent a rush of excitement and blood flow all over my body. She kept ...n playing with my balls, and I sent one finger down to her pussy. In the warm water, her love-hole was warmer still, and my fingers made they're way to her clitoris. Olya was hot and so excited. Making me very horny. She used both hands. One on my cock, the other almost painfully squeezing my balls. As if she knew exactly what I liked.After some. He followed the two women, Cathy driving the Mercedes, the ten miles out to the country club and was three cars behind her when she pulled into a long circular driveway to drop Suzy off. He parked just out of sight and diligently wrote down her address in his note book. He was disappointed that it was the brunette that was having an affair, not because she wasn't good looking or anything because she was a beauty. No it was just that he hadn't had a blonde in a long, long time. He reached behind. His voice continued, low and rough, “No, don’t tell me. Show me.”Her hips began to buck more vigorously; her juices slicking his flesh. Hoarse cries and growls were torn from her throat, her eyes never left his. He took his hands from her breasts. Placing one hand on her hip and one hand on her upper back, he pulled her forward. She snarled out as his teeth sunk into her breast. He could feel her distended pearl rubbing over his juice-slicked shaft. He reached between them and. She wasn’t built for speed, but when it came to heavy duty sex, I thought she might be right there with the best of them. She snuggled her towel around her breasts and very reluctantly, I thought, followed her man out into the main hall. Instead of wrapping her towel around her breasts as the other women had, Bette wrapped her towel around her waist before we drifted into the social room where we were supposed to meet new friends. I was relieved that Bette seemed to be quite comfortable.