I looked around for a possible target.I saw a likely one: tall, dark hair, nice build. He was looking in the window of a pet store. Feeling really b...ld I walked up, stood beside him and looked in the window. Three young puppies were playing in a cage. I couldn’t resist saying: “Puppies are nice but I prefer pussies. Don’t you?" He smiled, not getting my meaning, and said: “Yes, do you have a cat?”“No", I replied, “but a very warm pussy. Would you like to see it, even pet it?”His facial. He sent his laundry out. Hemanaged to rustle up his own breakfast, and nearly always went out forlunch and supper, usually meetin someone and doin business over the meal.When he had a party at his home, he had it catered. But most of the weekthere wasn't another soul around. I began walkin around the place bucknaked. For one thing, I didn't see why I should get my clothes all greasyworkin on the cars. For another thing, I knew Herrington loved watchin mewiggle my bare ass.So one day about the. I looked back over my shoulder to see Jason fist his thick cock and slowly jack on it a few times and felt heat again in stomach. I pushed my hips off the mattress a few inches to make it easier for him to mount me, and then buried my face into the pillow.Our earlier coupling had left the good spot inside of me even more sensitive. It had made everything more sensitive, and just feeling the thick, hot head of Jason’s cock parting my pussy lips made me want to whimper with anticipation.He buried. We both moan deeply as it re-enters, the new angle offering a fresh sensation. I sit up and begin to rock back and forth atop him while rotating my hips. I close my eyes with the pleasure and my head rolls back. I place my hands on his legs, leaning back to allow more movement of my crotch. His strong manly hands grip my waist as he too moves his crotch to match my rhythm. We reach a perfect harmony as the sexual sensations racing through my body are incredible. I lean forward and drop down to.