He didnt know until now that he really wanted to fuck a woman in a tankini, and how lucky was he to have a woman dressed in one and lying ready and wa...ting for him. Taking his long, thick cock in his left hand and, pulling the thick strap of her tankini bottoms out of the way using his right hand, he guided the head against the hole of her vagina. He moved it in a circular fashion, juicing it up and spreading it around, before raising it to rub her little clitoris for a moment, then returning. Twenty-eight year old Alisa turned her pale blue eyes to Tony as he ambled to her car. "Excuse me, could you tell me the way to Van Nuys Boulevard? I seem to be lost."Tony looked down at the woman, her pretty white face staring up at him with anticipation. He could see the tops of her braless tits in the low cut, hot pink dress she was wearing. Perfect legs extended from the short skirt. "This is a rough neighborhood," he said to her with a calm, even voice. "You shouldn't be here."She did not. It was almost as if they were sisters.“I’m sorry to interrupt,” Ethan said. “But it’s about time for me to get back home. Could you give me a ride back to my car, Mrs. Turner?” Ethan said.Theresa looked like she didn’t understand for a moment, then jumped up. “Right,” she said. “I have to give you a ride.”“Didn’t you drive here?” Kiva said, holding a jug of milk.“No. She picked me up,” he told her. She nodded and put the jug back in the refrigerator. She may not have understood or even believed. A few minutes of walking and she took hold of my hand. She wanted to hold hands like we always did when we walked together. When we got back inside she curled up onto my lap and into my arms. She then looked up at me and smiled. I was about to lean over and kiss her forehead like I did so many times before, but something made me kiss her on the lips. It was a very wet and romantic kiss. The kiss soon turned into a french kiss. Our tongues dancing around each others, almost trying to become.