She took each one off slowly and placed it beside her in the grass. Her socks were a pristine white. They looked brand new, but in my mind, they didn'... smell new. Oh, how id love to be able to smell her odorous socks. My mind began to daydream for a few seconds, 'til I noticed she was taking off her smelly,sweaty socks.She tucked them inside her sneakers. Her feet were perfect. They looked delicious glistening in the afternoon sun. The young woman got up and walked over to the kiddie fountain. He had his back turned to Tristan, so he tried to arch his back a bit so that Tristan would notice his ass as he walked slowly toward the table. As he poured two glasses, he bent over a bit further than necessary in order to expose his round bottom more fully, and he could feel Tristan’s eyes on him, taking it all in. He suddenly turned his head, to catch Tristan staring. He glanced back mischievously, and Tristan smiled, though his green eyes still gleamed sadly. Colton knew that his ass was. He leans his head back. Well. I say. You make me horny. I slowly slide off his jeans. No sex no sex. He says trying to push me off. I grab his faces and stick my tongue in his open mouth. I hear muffled sounds downstairs. He moans. I massage his tongue with mine. Damn. He says when I take it out. I go back to sliding his pants off. His dick is already standing on its own. I turned you on? I giggle. He slowly nods. I put my mouth around it. I lick the tip and then the sides. He moans. I. You have my full attention. And permission. Gently you glide your fingers up the shaft of my trophy, and back down again. So provocative. So stimulating. I harden in your hand as you shift your grip back and forth. My heart begins to race. Then, with an almost sinister grin you lean over and taste your interest. I gasp. Your tongue.. so warm. And wet. I feel the back of your throat as you slide as much of me in your mouth as you can fit. My heart beats almost out of control as you stroke my.