She obliged all too kindly. She was about 5ft 4, slim, probably B edging C cup and quite pretty. She had blonde hair and was wearing a summery dress...with leggings. A look I really like!I went out for maybe 10 minutes and noticed she was looking at me through the blinds. I smiled at her and she looked away nervously. When I went back in the instantly asked if that was my girlfriend checking up on me. I replied by telling her I'm single and I wish I had a girlfriend! I asked if she was. I continued to watch her as she seemed to take an exceptional length of time to smooth down the dress just above her knee. It was almost as if she was trying to draw my attention to her legs, for me to see just how shapely they were.It didn't help the stirring down below as I began to imagine it was my hands smoothing down the material on those sumptuous thighs, my fingertips delighting in the soft caress of wool against naked skin and for the third time in as many minutes, I found myself. Ah, hell, Brooke, she said to herself, you know that all this SLT business has got you riding so high you are ready to fuck anything wearing pants on the bus this morning! So relax and enjoy Jeremy's attentions, Girl! Perched on Jeremy's lap, she grabbed his right hand and placed it firmly on her right thigh as she smiled down at him. He took his cue and worked up to her bare pussy and began to work on her gently as she smiled and nodded.Dee was enjoying the feel of Trevor's bulge beneath her. Angel sucked his 8¼-inch member as he fingered her tightened brown hole. She cooed. “I love you!”“I love you too, girl,” he breathed heavily. “Put them legs in the air!”Angel lay back and spread her legs apart.Demonde scooted into position. He pushed inside the 5’3½”, svelte tenderoni.“Oh, baby,” she purred. “Oh my god,” the girl who grew up in the Bay Area whimpered. “Let me in that pussy!”“Yes, sir,” she relaxed.Demonde looked down at her. Her large dark brown eyes yearned for him. Her.