I kiss and caress it as well. I rub and caress her pussy through her panties. I move one leg across and over between her legs, thus spreading them apa...t for my enjoyment. I can feel her pussy lips through the cloth. Her panties are wet and I can feel her heat, her hot pussy heat. I reach below the waistband and get my fingers between her legs. I stroke her lips and get a finger on her clit and lightly caress it. Sliding my finger between her pussy lips, I reach with my other hand to lower her. That's all they need to hear, that I'm fucking somewhere, and whoever is in the neighbourhood will quickly drop everything and find us, knowing that when I'm fucking, I NEVER want to stop convulsing in orgasm around gushing, squirting cocks. Everybody's welcome. If someone brings a friend, that friend has to show all of us a recent health certificate, and swear that if he ever fucks anyone else, he'll get another one. If one of my boys will vouch for him, that's good enough for me. I love most. ’ She got up on the bench and straddled Bob and sat down in front of him on the table. She took his face in her hands and began to kiss him passionately. Tammy pulled her arm out of the top she was wearing and then the other side. Pulling it down she released her breasts into Bob’s face. Rubbing them all over his face as she ran her fingers in his hair. Bob began kissing her breasts running his tongue around her nipples and flicking them with his tongue. Tammy sat back leaning on her hands as. She was flexible and strong enough for the job, thankfully. And it was big money. Wondering why she ever quit being a stripper, she left early. Coming to the club, she was hired by an idiot in a messy tie. He was just looking for ass and she promised him some, but she had to go check on her son before they discussed when she could be scheduled for work. Creeping through the front door, she thanked the oiled hinges before stepping inside. Perfect timing. Her son lay on the couch, jerking off and.