As I stared in disbelief, she leaned back against the wall and slipped her bare feet into the soiled panties. Then she slowly pulled them up her legs,...leaving little glistening wet spots where the crotch slid over her supple flesh. As she reached the hem of her denim skirt, she paused. She lifted her skirt, exposing a perfect auburn bush, matted with her cream and smelling sweet and sexy, just like her panties had. Her labia were red and swollen, and her clit was showing beautifully. I couldn't. He rushed around the pouch not caring if he made enough noise to be heard. A couple boards creaked but not loud enough to be heard inside. When he reached the front steps he just leaped of and ran down the lane. By now he was so upset that he didn't feel the gravel stabbing his feet through his socks.He continued running til he got to his car. Once seated he calmed a bit, for something to do he finished the one third cup of coffee that was left and put on his shoes. Finally he took ten deep. "He slips out of his sneakers, takes off his jeans and underwear and sits down. "T-shirt too" I say.I pull the hassock over to the side of the recliner and sit on it.Willy is not blessed with an average sized penis. It is rather small. His nuts are normal and his circumcised pecker peaks out from the foliage of his crotch. I begin by fondling his nuts with my right hand and rubbing his chest, shoulders and belly with my left hand. I grab his cock and pull gently on it, from base to tip.. Your face is a pure picture of delight, the same mixture of pain and pleasure, but it looks to me that pleasure is easily winning out at the moment. ‘I’m going to come!’ I grunt, to no-one in particular. The girl at my side increases the speed and pressure of her strokes, and points my cock in the direction of her face – and yours, the first spurt comes gushing out as I grasp your breast. It flies in an arc and reaches your cheek, the second is not so strong, but reaches your chin and dribbles.