We kiss, tongues exploring each others mouths. Your fingers run down my back and over my buttock and it makes me moan. You feel my cock twitch against...you, this makes you kiss harder and more passionately. Your hand moves from my buttock and gently grazes my hard cock, i moan and kiss you back with vigour and passion.You move your hand between my legs and start to play with balls, my cock has never been so hard, “ oh my god thats gorgeous” i say, you move from kissing me and start to nibble. ‘If you’d rather not… ‘ I suggested, offering her a way out while praying she wouldn’t take it.‘You know best Dave’ Becky said. ‘You’ve done a fantastic job on this trip so far so I leave my ass in your hands. You seem to be carrying a whole lot of stuff though.’ ‘All part of the plan my dear’ I said as the trail turned right and started the lazy incline that would lead us to the summit. Just then I looked ahead of us on the trail and grabbed Becky’s arm to stop her. Just ahead in a clearing, a. This was strange because my main chore around the house that we really didn't share was the laundry. I left the door to the basement open because there was a basket at the base of the stairs that we would throw our clothes into as we were headed out of the door in the morning. NOW my heart was pounding out of my chest and my stomach was doing summersaults; someone else was in the house ... other than my dad!I crept up the stairs, and into the main hallway, and as I reached to knock on my dad's. "No, she just loves the experience. I think she gets off just doing it." the man's wife added. "Doesn't it make you hot seeing my husband working his cock in your friend's mouth," Actually, yes it does," Wilma said."The let me help you really enjoy it." It really wasn't a request or a question. The man's wife moved behind Wilma. She covered Wilma's medium sized slightly saggy breast with her hands. She also manipulated her nipples as they both watched me working wildly on Ed's cock. He had.