”Now that put a crimp into the party of the two young bidders. They both looked at me with daggers in their eyes. If looks could kill my funeral was...next Monday. Needless to say I won the damsel and her boxed lunch. It was likely tuna sandwiches that I despised. After paying the cashier I was presented with a chit that I was to give to the young lady for her company and her boxed lunch.I noticed a line of males in front of a counter. A number of young ladies were holding their boxed lunches. My fingers worked at the belt buckle as I quickly slid the wide leather band from his jeans, I could see the bulge straining against the denim and slowly unzipped the front. As I unzipped the dark blue material I could see a white cotton waistband and as the zipper parted the smooth tanned skin of his thighs. I tugged at the legs of his jeans and slid them down off his legs - muscular calves and thighs ending in a thick white cotton waistband and a tightly packed pouch below it. I stared and. Stacie Lee let out a loud sigh as she felt Brock part her sexual lips with his erected head and found her pulsing opening. With a bite of her bottom lip and a soft audible "ooommmpppphhhhaaaa," Stacie Lee felt Brock's hardness slowly enter her moist orifice. "Mmmm...oooooh...gaaaaawwww," Stacie Lee sighed gibberish as inch by inch, she felt Brock slowly push his hard cock into her body that had only seen vibrations. This was a hundred times better than that. The warmth of his cock, even as. "Mom's already in bed so let's be quiet." She murmured, her warm breath grazing his soft ear. She removed her shoes, and so did Dave. Dave followed her to her bedroom.She paused in the middle of the room. Dave captured Vicky's firm tits from behind as they entered the dimly lit room. The light from the pool filtered through the mini-blinds, and illuminated their embrace with a soft glow. She arched her back and pressed her ass into his crotch. Her hands groped his loins. He flipped her short.