She was pouring wet. she moaned his name loudly and told him how good of a job he was doing. she started bucking her hips wildly, throwing him all ove... the front seat in a sort of scissors lock on his head. She came calling out his name. It took her a while to settle down and come back to Earth. When she did, she rubbed his hard dick through his pants and asked him to fuck her. He said he didnt think that was possible in his sports car and th e limited time he had to get back to work, but hell. She and her husband were back fighting, and man, it didn't rain on Saturdays anymore. I was fucking losing hope of anything else.4 Months had been since the kiss, I was not even jerking off only to her anymore, and finally rained on a Saturday again, an even stronger rain. She offered me a ride when I was about to leave, and I gladly accepted, even though I was not much hopeful. She asked if my friend wanted to go with us, and of course he didn't want, as he was about to get his hands. She was indeed a flower with her hairless slit, made by two puffy petals, between them her swollen and clearly damp clit peeking out as if urging him to taste it. And he did. Within moments of seeing her delicate sex revealed, Obe pressed his pursed lips to her exposed button and sucked it between them, he drew in a deep breath and reveled in her innocent scent, her cry of surprise resonating in his ears. He slid his tongue out and along her bald slit, pushing the folds open, his fingers. Quinn had seen him in the gym before. He was about 6-foot-tall with a medium build; his head was bald. She figured that he shaved it. He looked like he was between 45 and 50 years old and Hispanic. He walked over to the stack of mats and grab one off the top before bringing it back and placing it next to Quinn's mat."Hello, I am Daniel."“Hi, Daniel, I am Quinn. But I guess you might already know that.”"No, I didn't. A beautiful name for a beautiful lady."“So, I have to tell you that this is not.