On a whim, he smacked her butt with the gentlest of whacks. Then squeezed his fingers, tugging at her soft milky skin and lightly fingering the tear s...aped birthmark on her skin. Perfect, eh? He thought, tugging her legs apart and playing a merry beat upon her cheeks. ‘Do you *have* to molest me *every* time I bend over?’ finally finding the baby-blue carton with ‘Scarlet’ emblazoned on it. Scarlet–their ad campaign ran ‘It’s not the look. It’s not the name. It’s the taste.’ She kicked lightly. Our breathing speeds up and gets deeper 'Dan I want you in me now!' Jane says as she pulls my cock free of my lace black shorties. I pull my finger from her pussy and we both enjoy the taste, our tongues meeting as we share another romntic embrace.Jane rolls me onto my back and straddles me, my cock poking up hard and high from my knickers. She pulls her white thong to the side showing me her neatly trimmed pussy. Slowly stroking her clit she eases 2 fingers deep in her pussy 'I want you to. The whole afternoon I tried hard not to make it too obvious but being so horny, I ended up making it easier for him to see. And moreover, it was usually sleeveless as I had cut those sleeves off cause it was cooler that way. I knew that whenever I lifted my hands up, anyone nearby could clearly peek at my breasts from the sleeveless holes. Remember, I did not wear any bra because my husband tossed out most of mine. I would sit in the center or in a triangular sitting position, to make sure he. With one eye on the picture of Monroe on the wine bottle, Richard drew Leah toward him with light fingers on her cheek. Their lips met, he closed his eyes, and they rose from their chairs without breaking the kiss. Leah mouthed yes into his ready mouth and reached around his head to keep him close. Richard tore into her kiss as if to feed the hunger of the damned. As his tongue met hers, he felt her hips pulse against his wiry frame and he met every motion with a push of his own. Soon he had.