His strong hands on my body, his hunger feeding mineHe kisses me fierce and deep, his tongue exploring my mouth with a sudden hunger, his hands in my ...air gently stroking it as he leans over. The smell of wet earth and his sweat mingled with my now free flowing hormones somehow brings forth an unbridled passion, one that makes me want to tear stuff, scream in passion, make him enter me..its no games, no plans, just two bodies in heat and what they want.Well, mine wants his..all over me, inside. He sank his head back down taking another mouthful of her full soft bosom. He reached down and slid his hand under her thong touching her soft smooth mons. “You’re shaved?” he asked excitedly. “You are going to fucking kill me,” he growled. Michael spread her labia folds open, as his fingers glided up and down her cleft. “Fuck!” he shrieked. He pressed against the hard small mound and rubbed his finger into it. “Mmmm,” Autumn moaned again. “Yeah,” he responded, gasping. He slid his fingers. Once that was done, the boys wanted to run around the yard some more, and Sandy wanted to visit her BFF for a couple of hours. Once we extracted a promise that she’d be home before 2100, she headed out. Kathy decided that a hot, quiet bath was just the ticket for her, and I decided to surf.As I headed to the bedroom and my laptop, I noticed that Sandy’s was open and running. Curious, I detoured into her room, and was startled by what I saw. Some video!I checked quickly, relieved that she had. She said I was silly and there it began. She wrote back that her daughter would be going with her father on the weekend and she wanted me. She wanted me to fill her lonely days with warmth and her steamy cunt with hot cum. I couldnt refuse, could I? What else did I have to do, write? The first time she called me it was a Saturday. She gave me directions to the apartment the two shared and a list of things I would need. I didnt need much, she said. Just a bottle of lube, a pack of rubbers, and.