I could feel her pussy muscles hugging me. Jean’s vaginal muscles weren’t as strong as some of the twenty-year-olds I had been with, but they stil... firmly grasped my cock. After two k**s, Jean still had a great pussy.Then the stroking began. Slowly at first, building with speed and force, we were soon hammering each other. Jean returned every plunge of mine with a thrust of her own. She grunted each time I drove into her. Within a few minutes we were both cuming. She wrapped her legs around my. Again, I spread your arms and legs out and apply lotion onto your skin. I rub up both arms over your shoulders and down your back until I get to the top of your ass. You arch instinctively but I make you wait as I jump down to your feet and work my way up to your inner thighs yet again. This time I focus on your butt cheeks, squeezing them hard but slowly. You moan as I rub lotion all over your tight little ass and knead it into your skin. I rub my fingers from your soaking pussy tracing a. But what? "Is there something wrong?" asked Randi with a wide grin. "I don't know. I feel very peculiar." He casually swept his long auburn tresses out from in front of his face. "I just don't know what it is, Randi, but something seems very different about me." Putting his hand on his hip, he turned and stared into the mirror. His reflection brought a smile to his face. "But whatever it is, I have no idea what it could possibly be." The girl in the mirror frowned at him. "Has something changed. " Then why are you in this aisle?" Oh, Lily's out of wipes," she said and held up some generic baby wipes."If I don't get her some Mom will probably just leave her poop on herbottom until her next bath... whenever that would be."My eyes opened in shock at that and once again I was grateful for afriendly giant. "That's horrible..." Amanda said."Yeah it is. Maybe I'll be in some of your classes Stacy?" she smiled atme. "Let me know if you need a babysitter sometime," she told Amanda."See you.