Oh, God! she thought; if ever there was sensual, sexual perfection, she attained it with Charlie. More to the point, now that she had known Charlie Mc...ann, dear Charlie, she wanted him again – often. Fortunately, he felt the same way about her. It had all been a misunderstanding, that first time, claimed Charlie. He had mistaken her for one of her neighbors, a legend among his fellow specialists at the plumbing company – which neighbor she’d never found out – a lady that enjoyed dirty sex.. I knew that blouse.I'd seen her in it before, on our one date. It was tight, too tight aroundher luscious breasts, and my hand had crushed the fabric as I squeezed herin my passion and made her moan. I'd found her nipples beneath that blouseand beneath the sheer bra she'd worn, and I'd taken that between my fingersand squeezed, and Alicia had arched her back up to me and closed her eyes inmasochistic pleasure. I could remember feel the weight of her tit in my handeven now as I watched her walk,. Ssssaha shah aha shah ooooAnd now she was moaning in pleasure and enjoying it to the core and we had our best time and this continued for many days but she I went for a trip I was really missing her and told her will be back in a weekAnd after that when we met after a week she was in full mood and started kissing me wildly and pressing my cock and made me completely nude and started sucking my cockI was feeling better and better and we took positions of 69 and I licked her pussy and took her. ’ Monica’s story ‘Hey, Jennifer, didn’t know if I’d see you before Sunday, with your special weekend with Mark and all.’ ‘I still have classes, you know, and I had books over here that I needed,’ Jennifer said. ‘Still, I really need to talk to you.’ ‘OK, what’s up?’ ‘Well, you remember that stuff you told me about the other day, I mean about sex?’ Jennifer was asking this stuff, directly? ‘Yeah, what about it?’ ‘Well, Mark was, gosh, I’m not sure how to say this, I guess kind of rough last.