.. do men always do that... to women?" Not always," Scott laughed as he remained kneeling between the child's gorgeous thighs. "Only when a man really...likes a woman and wants to show her he loves her." Oh!" Kathy gasped. "Did... did you like doing it to me?"Scott laughed and pulled himself slowly to his feet."What do you think this is Kathy?" he laughed, pointing to the straining bulge in his pants."OH!" Kathy blushed when she saw the huge protrusion at the forty-eight-year-old man's. I pried and prodded at the sensitive bead, then moved to her covered opening. The crotch of her panties was now soaked, and she was slowly moving her hips in time to my stroking. I ran my hand back up her front, then inside so that I was now making direct contact with her little man. I flicked my fingertip over it a few times, and she shuddered. I slowly moved farther until I found her opening, then slid my middle finger into her hot, wet vagina. I twirled it around, then pulled it out. “Nope,. He climbed between the front seats, told me to hold on, and pulled out onto the highway. The floor of the van was fitly, and I was getting grease and pieces of sawdust on my slut-wear. Great, I thought, I’ll be a dirty whore.There were no windows in the sides of the van, and I was busy trying not to fall on my face as he rushed through the streets, quickly taking curves left and right.After fifteen minutes or so bright light showed through the windshield and I saw a sign with those All-American. " I leaned forwards and sucked on his head, the last bit of cum sucked out of it into my mouth. It was salty and bitter. I licked up and down his shaft, wrapping my mouth around the sides of his cock trying to get all the cum off it. I couldn't risk getting pregnant. When I was done, he got back between my legs and spread me open again. As he continued to fuck me, he rubbed his cum around my boobs and had me lick it off his thumbs. He was getting so sweaty that his pits started to stink. Sweat.