I want you… I want turn to kiss your lips, slowly at first, using it as the sweetest and most innocent way of saying that I love you with all my be...ng. I want to running my hands up into your hair clinging onto you and us for as long as I can. I want you to runs your hands to my back, until your hands making my small blond hairs stand on end as you scurry your hands up my spine feeling up every bone I want you to catch my neck deepening the kiss into the heated passion that our love brings, to. They we large and soft and felt wonderful. She moved her head towards me and we started to kiss. Because of the close proximity of our bodies I could not really make large strokes in her ass. She wanted it hard it seems as she had put her hand up my ass and pulled me closer each time I pushed my dick in her ass. At a certain moment I let her soft lips go and gently put my hand on the middle of her back, pushing her upper body a bit away from me. This gave me much better access and control to. I thought for a minute and said I would if he would. We undressed in my car and stuffed our clothes into my rucksack. We sat in my car wearing just our pantyhose and shoes, a few minutes later a car pulled in and Dave and Mandy got out. We got out of the car and told them what we were going to do. We then set off into the park and down the path into the woods, our hard cocks straining at the front of our pantyhose, the nylon rubbing on our cocks with every step and the slight breeze blowing. “And where would you two be doing this?” I asked.“Could we do it upstairs in my room?”“Absolutely not, under no circumstances,” I replied.She looked crestfallen. “Well then, where, in a motel room?”“That could be expensive,” I noted.“Melissa, I’m sure I could convince him to pay for it.”“Listen, don’t make any decisions for now. Think about it tonight and we’ll talk again tomorrow. I think you’re asking for trouble. He could be a psychopath or rapist. I don’t want to have the police knock on my.