I didn’t realize how long her almost-black hair was. The purple polish on her nails just screamed out at me as her left hand was draped off the back...of the cushions she leaned against. The one partially exposed breast was enough to make me want to see the rest of her. She had a slightly oval areola and small nipple that was hard and prominent perched on a perfectly rounded breast that faded in a smooth arc to her tummy. There was a natural path from the valley of her breasts, down across her. She and I danced to a great old classic rock tune, and Pam definitely knew how to shake it. That low-cut dress she wore made it hard not to stare; at the age of 43, she was still a knockout and was giving every guy in the room a hard-on.At 11 p.m. the reunion was over, and we all headed for the parking lot. It was a small town, and many of us had booked rooms at the same hotel, the only good one in town. We were all saying goodnight and heading for our cars, promising to stay in touch.Beth gave. He says, wow, did you enjoy it? You say, “very much so ☺”. He then says that being on the road makes adventurousness with his lover take a different form. “What do you mean”, you say. “Well, we both kind of get a kick from telling each other about our conquests”. This has you interested: “you don’t get jealous?” “Not really, well perhaps a bit, but that’s part of the excitement. I mean, it excites me to be told about it.” You say, “I think I can understand that. But for me, the excitement would. Both were completely hairless around their groins and Anton's prick stood up proudly as Annette reached for it and grasped it eagerly in her tiny hand.The politician was practically drooling as he watched Annette forsake her brother's lips to kiss her way down his chest. Anton moaned lowly in the back of his throat and lay back as she licked his upright penis like a lollipop and took each testicle into her mouth."God I fucking love this cock," she said as if to herself before taking it deep.