Xania said to Alan seductively, "Hmmm. I'm feeling a little ... overheated. Alan, do you mind if I unbutton my blouse a little?"Alan was all grins. "P...ease do!"Taking her time, Xania would stroke Alan's hard-on a little bit, then unbutton a button on her blouse. Then she'd stroke him some more, and then unbutton another button. She continued doing this until she was out of buttons. Building anticipation, she sucked in her breath while thrusting her tits out. Then she slowly opened her blouse in. I’d never discussed my fantasies with Michael, never really discussed sex at all. He probably didn’t realize how much I loved sex, and how much I lusted after him. I decided it was time he found out. The next day, I took an extra-long lunch and stopped by a lingerie shop on the coast that I’d passed many times, but was always too afraid to visit. Wild outfits of lace and leather and lycra adorned the storefront mannequins – outfits I yearned to wear. I lingered outside on the sidewalk for. I saw them all, and coveted each one. She gingerly pulled the ring across one knuckle and another. He gazed proudly at the prize that he would soon acquire, she gazed silently at the symbolism she wore. I willed my legs to action before I had any notion of what was happening. My feet fell hard on ceramic, my legs heavy. As if my head were gliding independently of my body, I watched with steady eyes as I drew closer. Perhaps no eyes were on me now, but I felt as if there was no one more. .. as a reminder for later ... it is difficult to estimate how quickly things are going with the so-smoothed mouth, with such a young cock it often goes fast, can make a slightly longer detour ... the ramp of the highway a30 approach es, smoothly I brake for the traffic light, and look behind me ... he sits on the right and she in his lap pumping with quiet greedy licks ... GREEN ... I drive towards the insertion lane, again with all the cars around us, which have no idea what is going on in.