She thought it was kind of funny that the voice of the moan sounded just a little bit like her cousin. She delved on, pushing her tongue as deeply as ...he could and tasting the excitement of the unknown young black lady. She was playing a game in her head of imagining what each person looked like by what their sexual organs looked like. This pussy in her mind belonged to a pretty young woman who looked a little like Halle Barry but with darker skin. This woman had skin as dark as Ti, or so it. We both turned at the same time, and kissed each other, it was slow at first, but very quickly became very passionate, we embraced each other, and I felt Ann's hand on the inside of my leg, I moved my hand onto her leg, and we both moved upwards. I had taken my panties off earlier in the toilet. My hand reached Ann's pussy at the same time her hand touched mine, I gasped, and her panties were so wet, my finger slipped past her panties and inside her, she was so wet and inviting, and she. Not all women have it either.As Brian opened the door to get back in he noticeably glanced in Marla’s lap. Marla saw this and her eyes met mine in the mirror, she smiled. I expected him to say let’s head back. At that point we’d been out for about fifteen minutes. But he didn’t want to go back just yet. He told me that a $50,000 truck deserved a longer test drive. I looked in the mirror and gave Marla a big smile. She again smiled back. He told me to drive through the town and we’d take the. I began to watch intently. It was dark enough in the bus. They could not see me I thought, but I could still clearly make out what they were doing. I surveyed the whole situation. I was getting excited. I could see the smallest white little pair of panties barley hanging on to her right foot. They dangled there as she had an enormous cock thrust in and out of her from behind. They would eventually just slip off. On the seat in a crumpled mess was her summer dress. Matts clothes lay in a heap.