I got out of my car and walked over to Steven, who had lit up a cigarette while standing by his truck. He was silent, just looking around. I asked ag...in what he meant. Steven stared at me as he finished smoking and stepped out the cigarette on the concrete. He said wait here and he went inside the hotel. It was getting chilly outside and I was rubbing my arms to keep warm. Steven emerged out of the hotel and walked past me to get into his cab. He grabbed a dark bag out of his truck and asked. I gasped and caught my breath as I watched his thumbs slip between her thighs I imagined her soft moans as he gently caressed her wet pussy shielded only by the thin material of the Wicked Weasel.I sat in the chair and started to slowly stroke my hard dick as he squeezed more lotion onto her nearly bare ass and I instinctively moaned as I watched his hands cup her ass as he started to slowly caress it as he rubbed the lotion to her sensitive area. I recognized the young black man from the. I had often wondered how his cock would feel in my pussy and I always denied him when he was turned in such a way he could have mounted me. The knot was always a fear for me. I knew what it was for after reading a bit about breeding dogs. He was a Purebred AKC registered German shepherd and we charged for his services. If only I knew how much money I had swallowed over the past few years, I might be amused or amazed.Now here I was, in 2017, talking to a friend I found out has the same fetish. A. She started heating up as we slammed our groins together, her cunt was flowing with lust, her breath was getting harsher as we overheated. She pulled her long slender legs up so her knees were bent then let them fall farther apart. Our groins were slapping noisily as we coupled.Diane started to shake as her body clenched with another climax but she managed to catch her breath long enough to gasp “Don’t do it in me, I want to see it squirting.”It was a good thing she spoke when she did because.