It was a message from him. He gave specific instructions. It was getting dark and he had me turn off all lights, open up all my blinds. I had to remov... all clothes and stand in front of my window. I saw a car pull up and it shown its high beams at my window. I covered my eyes unable to see who was in the car. My computer chirped again. The message read bend over my couch and don't look up. The high beams turned off, I heard the door shut on the car. I heard the foot steps to my door. The person. She kissed me more passionately than anyone had in years. She hips rocked, her ass cheeks slapping my lap."Hey thats loud" I uttered in between kisses."Ya, it is. It's because I'm so wet." she said.She climbed off my cock. It was glistening in her wetness, rings and drips of her white cream on the base and my balls. She took her tongue and licked my balls clean and worked all the way to the head."I love the taste of my cum on your cock. Do you want to taste?" she said.She took one more lick. But from across the pool he spied a particular specimen of Latin Beauty gazing straight at him. With shoulder length dark hair, lusciously coffee brown skin tone, a curvaceous physique and a pink bikini sporting butterfly designs, she sits gracefully perched upon a bench, as if she had been waiting all along for his arrival. Mike stood stunned. Amidst the frolicking poolside hotties lay a lone Latina who caught Mike’s attention with her lustful gaze. And as if she could read his naughty. .. and I moan.I move myself up a little so you can grab my pants and move them a bit so my cock is free. You play with it, touching it here and there, moving your hand up and down. I have to keep looking at the road, but I peek at you once in a while. You are touching yourself and moaning even louder them me. It looks like you are gonna have an orgasm... you head is back, your neck is wet with sweat, both your hands busy pleasuring yourself and me at the same time... suddenly you stop moaning,.