Without me noticing (probably because of the wine), he somehow unzipped the back of my dress and was rubbing my back. He slid the strap off of my righ... shoulder. About a minute later, he slid the strap off my left shoulder.Before I knew it, I was sitting there in front of Tom with both of my tits out. He took that as his cue to lean in and start kissing me. We were making out pretty heavily, hands roaming everywhere. We stood up, and let my dress fall to the floor. He could then see that I. You step inside the shower as she bends over. I reach under her, massaging her tits, as you rub her pussy from behind. You lean in and kiss me before moving the head of your cock up and down her slit. I sit on the shower seat and have her put her hands on my knees for support. I grab her face and kiss her deeply, as you slide your cock inside her. She moans into my mouth, then pulls away long enough to say, “Fuck! That’s a hard cock.” I look up at you and smile, as you grab her hips and thrust. "I'm not a man." He said once again. Hegrabbed his wife's favorite red nail polish and began painting his toes."Look how good you are at staying in the lines! You are definitely not aman." Said his wife's voice. Once he finished with his toes he was aboutto move on to his nails when he remembered something. His wife used toalways where fake nails and cut them to just barely beyond her fingertipsbecause the polish stayed on longer and didn't chip but she still wanted anatural look. He. Betty started to cry more and Pete started getting off to it. He breathed deep and laid down, putting his chest to her back and humping her hard. Betty's red hair was in his face and he started kissing her neck as she squirmed. He couldn't tell whether she liked it or was trying to escape."Come on, stop it! It's hurting me." This is what you came here for right?" Pete felt himself getting ready to bust and slid himself inside Betty holding his cock balls deep. "Ready for this sweetie?"She.