I like going during the warm weather season specifically because of the choice of clothes. I scope out the curviest, thickest, most proportionate whit... women with the flimsiest, thinnest, clothes. I think most of them show up this way on purpose because they know what to expect....they know who is on the prowl. Interestingly enough, I have prepared myself in the same way. I made sure to wear my thinnest, silk-like, but casual pants...you know, something that is there but almost feels like its. She was a sexy girl with a lovely figure. Though short she had nice thighs and a round arse, so round that even a latina might go green with envy. I spent many nights wanking thinking of her pussy and her sexy bod. I wasn't bad looking either, but wait there was something all the girls like. My massive prick!! The fucking apparatus stood 8 inches long when erect and looked like a tree trunk. It was out of proportion to my slender frame and there hung two large testicles in their sack below my. My saliva made my mouth and hand slide effortlessly up and down his cock while my tongue danced over it. He moaned, and put his hand on the back of my head. He didn’t force me down, but ran his fingers through my hair while I sucked him off. As I sucked and licked on his pecker his hand went to the dripping wet snatch between my thighs. He fingered my lips, and clit which made me moan a deep throaty moan. My moan vibrated his cock and made him feel even better. I let out a little gasp when he. .”There was a quiet snap, and she settled back. “It’s Doris,” she murmured.“Bobby,” I returned. “C’mon back, Arthur! We need to talk!” I urged and Arthur paused. Directing my attention to Doris, I asked, “Sweetheart, can you do that under the blouse removal thing you girls do?”“Tough in long sleeves, she murmured, “I’ve got big cups!”“Yes, you do!” I approved. She shrugged and began unbuttoning her blouse cuffs. “Arthur, Doris tells me that you’re here to get some attention of your own – some.