Harmony's story prompted my actions a couple of hours later.Harmony ended her tale as Miss Krystal parked the sedan in a handicapped space. I was too ...orrified to comment on the blue and white sign in front. The asphalt pavement was warmer than the white concrete sidewalk and I was glad that it was still morning—hot pavement didn't sear my bare feet.The first stop was a beauty salon. Miss Krystal went in the back and Harmony had her hair and nails done while I watched. Harmony's fly-away hair. We got in the floor and I put my ass up in the air excitedly waiting for him to be inside of me. He got a little bit of his head in but his dick was too short to fuck me doggystyle. So I got on my back and spread my legs. He got between them and with one good thrust he was inside me. His cock felt so good. I loved watching his massive belly go back and forth as he thrusted. As he fucked me he rubbed my inner thighs and it felt so fucking good. We got on our sides, he lifted his belly up and. Dawn was stuck by the size of some of the players. She'd seen them at the games but had no idea how large they were until now that she could see them in their swim suits. The young players were quite muscular and well developed. At thirty five she was in her prime sexually and physically and remembered how full of live and energy she and Will were when they were the age of these young men. She was day dreaming about how wonderful she and Wills? sex life use to be for the first several years of. I have been groped on public transport many times over the years, so feeling a guy search for my honey-pot is nothing new, and as I look down at my lap, I can see my short dress move as his hand encompasses my thigh and touched my knickers, feeling my swollen clitoris under my cotton fabric, he moves to my thigh, feeling my stocking tops and the bare flesh just above them, grasps my elastic knicker band and pulls down on it hard, it gives way, snaps, fuck he is pulling my knickers off, and I.