She came over to Chelsea's side and reached down with her left hand and found her clit, beginning to rub it in small circles."Mmmhh!" Chelsea said, bu...king her hips back on the rod inside her, her mouth dropping open after her sound as her eyes shot open, but unfocused."Kay, no worries," he said, moving his hips and beginning to give her long, powerful humps, her ass cheeks rippling and her tits again moving as much as their confines would let them.She was up on her tip toes, and she felt her. My guy won. For a long time after that, Doakes hated my guts but we became buddies after a wild night at a titty bar in downtown Boston. We take an annual fishing trip together. We head to Cape Cod for a couple of days and get away from our jobs, wives and brats. Sometimes, for the sake of his sanity, a man needs his space. That’s just the truth. The life of a male college administrator is tough, especially if he cares about the welfare of the students at his school. After months spent battling. Then one afternoon at her place we started making out without anyone around. It went on for over an hour, just rolling around the bed sort of wrestle-kissing. Almost all my makeup was off my face by the end of it. She'd felt every inch of my body with her hands, humped me from behind, practically gave me a hickey. It was fun, but it still felt kinda recreational, like this thing we did on the side of our "real relationships" with our boyfriend.Then, it happened again. Then a third time. A month. ”I stood there looking at these two very sexy nude blonde haired ladies. Linda was about 5’ 6” with a very sexy hourglass build, while Sara was about 5’ 10” with an Amazon built as she was quite muscular for a woman. They both I would say had 38 dd tits with the cutest big patch of blonde curly hair covering their pussy.Sara came to me taking my glass from me and placing it with hers on the side of the hot tub. She wrapped her arms around me as she kissed me. Sara moved her lips to my tits as.