I don’t really remember our “date” but it involved dinner, drinking, and not much else. I was always in a hurry to end the “date” and get ba...k to the house for the after dinner treat. After the night was over we were back at my place by 10 or so. I wasn’t really in the mood to fuck, having cum twice already that day, but I figured if I’m going to take someone on a “date” then they sure as fuck are going to put out. So I stripped her down and phoned in her orgasam by fingered her until she. I was happy to oblige so I pulled out of her and rolled over on my back. I watched as Paula straddled me, took hold of my cock and lowered her hips slowly. Paula threw her head back and closed her eyes as the aroused and engorged head of my cock sank slowly into her pink pussy. I reached up and fondled her incredible tits as she ever so slowly impaled herself on my length. I was so turned on it was only seconds but it seemed like minutes before her pubic hair touched mine. It was all I could do. " Oh sure, blame the mistake on me." Sheila pushed Curtis off of her."If you didn't get me plastered and maybe kept that little peckerinside your pants..."Sheila didn't get the chance to finish her statement before beinginterrupted by a loud slap across her face, the sound of which echoedthrough the house. Once again, Curtis was on top of her. "I'll showyou what this little pecker can do." Curtis pushed her deep into thecouch and forcefully opened her robe and pulled down her sweatpants.Sheila. She paid particular attention to everything, hisback, his shoulders, arms, chest, neck, abdomen, hips,arse, legs calves, thighs, ending around his pubicarea. This was also soaped and washed and rinsed andsoaped and washed and rinsed. She did this severaltimes not because it was dirty, because Pete found iterotic.She turned the water off and stepped out, handing Petea towel. She found herself a towel and began to dry herhair first, her hands above her head and shaking fromside to side. Her.