We were in bed petting a forplaying . When she said to me -‘ Marie -Louise (her friend ) says that she had a really hot guy last ...eek and will see him again this week’ That got ma temperature down a bit – ‘What is this tonight you whant to go out cruising while a am gone’ -‘ Only if you are ok with it ,Marie Louise sais that it relaxes her and help their marriage , she is glad to find her husband afterward’ That got me soft fast!. She sounded like a girl in one of those cheesy BDSM stories I read online. What the hell, I thought, might as well enjoy it.I felt my balls getting tight and decided to see how slutty she was. I pulled out of her and began to stroke myself. “Turn around, slut,” I commanded.She scrambled to face me, and when she saw what I was doing, she dropped to her knees and leaned in close to the head of my dick. Her eyes looked at mine as she opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out as far as it. I remember being so aroused by a memorable pair of panties that I spent a lot of time just kissing and licking her bottom before yanking them down to her ankles.Even though I was pretty tired after a long day at the beach, I always looked forward to a ride back on the subway all the way up to the Bronx because we would pass right through the downtown area right around rush hour.The beauty of rush hour in midtown was that at almost every stop a crush of pretty office girls would push onboard the. One of the other guys stood next to the bed and took her head and pushed her eager mouth onto his cock. They got a good rhythm going and as she was fucked back and forth one cock would fill one end of her as the other was slipping out of her. She was a greedy spit roast slut. Then Tom pulled out, got her to turn over and filled her puffed up red pussy again with his black cock. She lifted her legs up and got her heels on his shoulders so she could get as much of him inside her as possible. She.