"Hey babe, thanks for picking me up."I held my coat open and pointed one leg forward so my stocking top showed. His smile widened and he stepped insid... my open coat and hugged me against him, his leg slipping between mine as we giggled together. "Do we have to pick up my bags or can we do it right here?" he wanted to know.With his hand high on my thigh at the top of the dark stocking top, he told me about his week of meetings and golf, including the 3-iron into the wind on the 15th hole that. Squeezing her thighs together barely took the edge off the ache that grew with every passing second. Ted’s hand moved in slow strokes, up and down the shaft. Every couple of strokes, he would pause and rub his thumb over the swollen head. Debbie had to fight an instinctual moan as she watched in aroused fascination.Soon enough, the ache between her legs was too strong to ignore. She let a hand slip down and pressed the material of her shorts and panties against her needy sex. The shock of. I stood up, grabbed my towel and headed for the communal showers. I wiped the sweat off my face with the towel as I passed him, making sure he could see my rigid cock. I turned a shower on and started to soap myself. The guy hung his towel up outside the showers and took the shower next to mine. He started to shower as well. Not a word or glance passed between us but the elephants in the room were two jutting cocks.We showered facing the wall for a minute, then I felt his hand on my cock! He. That was what I wanted to hear!I started work immediately on her pussy by licking her lips, first the right and then the left one alternately from the bottom to the top, but avoiding her clit. I gave her 10 strokes on each lip before I pushed my tongue just a little way into her pussy slit. I moved up the slit, but stopped just before I reached her clit and returned to the bottom of her slit to repeat the maneuver. I was only able to get in five strokes like this before she bounced her hips so.