..near the pee hole...where the cum shoots out of. Stimulating mental images, for me at least. I guess it's true when it's said "Guys are all about ...isual."At any rate, I could feel the hot surge building up inside me...ready to unleash its fury on the walls of her vagina. Or the soft brown fur that covered those plump pussylips. I'd always given her the choice....sometimes she wanted to feel the cum inside her pussy and revel as it dripped out and down her thighs and the crack of her ass. . "Suddenly Bob was laughing loud and hard. We all just stared at him until he got control again. Rebecca was looking slightly irritated. "What's so funny?" Don't you see?" Bob asked, wiping tears from his eyes. "He wants the FBI to launder money for him." It took a second for it to sink in, and then we were all laughing at the absurdity of the idea."You're right," Rebecca finally said, "That is funny. Speaking of rewards, I need to check in again on the rest of the money from the other dead. Buy the third stoke it became an umph and a moan and by the fourth it was a constant moan. With that I started a steady rhythm of deep stokes so my balls slapped her ass on each down stroke and the tip of my cock almost escaped with each up stroke. Jan began to verbalize her moans. Oh yes. Oh that feels so good. You’re so deep inside me. Your cock feels so good driving deep inside me. I am your slave. Please use me. Emily was never this verbal and I loved it. This was something I’d have to work. I hadn't ruined the moment. I didn't hold them and play with them for to long given that we are in a public place and I don't want people to complain or bouncers to tell us to relax or anything so I went back to her belly. But I still wanted to see how far I could push this. I slowly ran my hands down her belly and down the front of her legs till I felt her skin. Then very slowly I moved them closer to her the inside of her thighs. To my amazement she still gave no signs of negative body.