"It seemed wrong to, I wanted to, I had to wank as soon as I left you" he admitted. He was shaking under her touch, desperate to be free from his bind...ngs. But that was not her plan. Still rubbing his cock she pushed her own trousers down, her business like she boxers with them. "This time I get what I want" She said as she kicked the trousers away leaving herself naked except for socks and sneakers.She could see the light in his eyes flickering as she kept staring into them. His cock. "Now I know how to celebrate my birthday!" she thought out loud. Buford laughed. "Going to get corked, are you? Sounds like fun." "Does that mean 'hammered'?" asked Tiffany. "It certainly does," said Buford. "But, to get back to the story: I flipped you over onto your back then, and pressed on your pussy again with my boot. You spread your legs wide in response, and I could see that your pussy lips were still splayed apart, like your legs. I pulled my stool up and sat down." . My underwear consistsof a pink C cup bra and French blue bikini cut cotton panties. I thinkcotton is more comfortable for all daywear. Over my bra and panties, Iam wearing a black silk camisole, with lace in the front, at the top,over my bra. Also a black half-slip, I like to wear black under lightcolored skirts and dresses, only because the black shows under thelight colors.On top of everything else I am wearing a pink or apricot girl's T-shirtthat shows about 3" of my belly. Then there is my. She stood on tiptoes and engaged him in a lavish kiss as she stroked the wet mound of her vulva slowly against his cock – a bit of teasing foreplay that she knew he loved. Her fingertips drew a line from his neck down through the light patch of hair on his strong chest until she reached his well-defined abdominals. He gently kneaded her small, pert breasts as they carried on kissing.Then, slowly but purposefully, Sam began to push her towards the wall by the bed, kissing and fondling her all.