There must be sound and it must sound genuine. Now here he was with the backing track and the real wet pussy in front of him.Nylomn placed her right l...g on the coffee table in front of Tuttut, hitching up her dress she revealed her pussy that was still red, swollen and wet from their earlier encounter. Tuttut follows her nylon clad legs from her stilettos up round her firm calves, to those thighs he would love to feel wrapped around his head as he ate her delectable pussy. He could smell her.. ”Damn, she’s beautiful, Josh thought as her eyes softened. “You’re welcome.”Leigh said, “I almost didn’t come today. I’m glad I did now.” She then looked around and said, “It’s really pretty out here.”Though he much preferred to enjoy the scenery right in front of him, he took in their surroundings as well. “Yeah. No tracks in the snow, and the snow hanging on all the pine boughs. The little beams of light that sneak through and light up patches of snow. It’s nice.”“Just far enough away that. She moved as if she owned the space around her with the grace and assurance of an athlete. He had never seen anything so lovely; a once in a lifetime vision of beauty — not the skin-deep artifice of a model — but something fundamental, almost divine.To his surprise, she stopped and sat down at the table next to his. The waiter, whose attention he had found so difficult to engage, immediately moved from where he was hovering at the entrance to the café and asked her what she would like. She. I felt his hand work its way up my leg until he was caressing the lacy edges of my panties. My small 4" cock was rigid and throbbing by this point and I was afraid I would cum right then and there so I broke the kiss and slid off of Gary's lap.I was on my knees between Gary's legs and I looked up at him and gave my most devilish smile as I reached up and unzipped his jean shorts. I reached into his underwear and freed his hard cock. I had seen Gary naked many times over the years but I have.