I could feel her melt further as my dick travels in. Wow this feels like haven i thought within my head. it felt so warm and soooo wet inside. Puccies...like this can make a man cum in just 30 seconds. But i had a mission. lol. I slowly rode in and out fascinating my self with the view of her ass. that ass is a killer. i watched both chicks of her ass bounce in response to my thrust. While i was busy filling my eyes with the rhythm of her ass, that young girl was dying at the impact of my dick.. " It was a hard work making sense of it, but there was something stirring on the edges of my mind: "Even when walking the streets, as... her?" I am not really sure exactly what made me ask the question - call it intuition - but it clearly scored. There was a heavy pause. "How did you know?", he asked eventually. I am not one to admit easily to a lucky guess: "It's obvious! Let a man imagine an ideal woman and he imagines a slut. It takes no imagination to work out how Andrea would support. ............“Thhwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaacccckkkkkkkkkk”“Thwaaaccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk”“Kerackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” “Splaaaaaatttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt”“Thwaaaaaaaaacccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” !“Mmmmmmmpppppphhhth “ said Meg as her cuntal river turned into a torrent of woman juices .Mr White. The softness of her thighs and contrasting hard mound thrilled me. My hands slipped gratefully over the roundness of her buttocks and I moved the silk dress, sliding it against the fabric of panties and slip. It was deliciously erotic."I needed that!" She giggled as we parted and returned to the more populated part of the museum."How about going up the Hancock Building?" I suggested."Good Idea! Maybe we can have dinner up there?"I could feel the huge tension of both our bodies. Seemingly coiled.