‘No, its more relaxing this way,’ he said, patting the place next to him on the couch as he took a sip of the wine and then a larger gulp before s...tting it aside. The way she smiled as she slid back into the spot next to him along with the wine was starting to relax him as he looked at her. ‘You know, you really are beautiful,’ he said. The comfort of the couch gave way some so that Brandy actually wound up leaning against him somewhat. As her legs crossed again, her pedicured foot trailed down. You sure you want to watch?”“Yes.”He laid back and started to rub his clit. He seemed a bit nervous and it took him a while to get into it. He didn't notice I had a raging hard on. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. I made my move. I slid off my bed and got between his legs. “Getting a closer look?” He asked, smiling.I didn't answer. I just clamped my mouth on his pussy. HIS pussy, seems weird writing it even now. I chowed down on his cunt like I was starving to death. It. My deflated ego had a hard time digesting that.I really don’t remember him too much. Probably, he was covered in spots with badly fitting clothes and halitosis. See, even now I am jealous.They were deep in conversation, facing each other on opposite bench seating. She was leaning back with her arms crossed over her breasts; he was leaning forward and sat on the edge of the musty seat. If I knew then what I know of body language, I would have recognised her withdrawal from him, while he was. .as much fun as you remember, bitch," she sneered playfully as she gently slapped him across his cheek."Yeah, whatever. Now come on baby, let me in there" he complained, nodding to her soaking box."Oh, I don't think so," she said sliding up his body. He was going to take care of her however she wanted weather he liked it or not. Pinning his shoulders with her knees again, she lowered her pussy to his mouth and with smooth, clear strokes, began grinding herself about his mouth. Supporting.