Continuing these thoughts was making me hot and wet. Before I knew it, I had one hand on my breast, twisting and pulling the nipple, as I imagined you... mouth on it instead. The other hand was between my legs, rubbing my pussy gently. I ran my finger up and down my slit, feeling and spreading the moisture around a bit. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stroke of my finger. I wanted your cock to fill me. I was entirely too aroused to even think about sleep now, but waking. He smiled, stood up and offered his hand to the man. "Stan, good to see you." Marge and I are on the other side of the room and I saw you so I just came over to say hi."Then Barney introduced me. Stan worked with him. "Say," Barney said, "Why don't you and Marge come on over and join us?"Stan turned to me, "Is that okay with you?"I liked that; I liked that he had to courtesy to ask me. "It is fine with me," I said, and he left to get his wife. As soon as he was out of hearing Barney said:"I'm. It was really grand with young men -- like Steve. She wondered now how she had gone so long without giving in. She could remember that extremely attractive fourteen year old newspaper delivery boy, for example, and the way his hot young eyes had devoured her when she had come to the door to pay for the paper... there was going to be a surprise in store for him when she got back to Kenilworth... "You have such big tits you could probably suck on them yourself," Arnold whispered from the bed.She. As I sat there crying, I felt his body behind mine and felt his large black cock pushing against the opening of my pussy. This was the time and I knew it. Not exactly what I had imagined when I lay in bed rubbing my pussy and getting myself off most every night. It was going to be romantic. But having some strange cock in my pussy while I was on all 4s with my head in a public urinal was not exactly the romantic adventure I had planned.Now Freddy’s cock was pushing at the entrance to my pussy.