If Jamal noticed that she had climaxed he didn’t let on as he carried on pounding her pussy mercilessly. He suddenly slowed down but just for long ...nough to lift up her other leg as well. He had her torso resting on the back of the couch and her ass and pussy mid air with his 7 inch cock lodged deep inside her as he carried on fucking her like a man possessed by some nameless sex demon. Just when Shirley was within a spitting distance of her second orgasm, Jamal let go of her suspended legs. Now my swim trunks are wet and my cock is outlined under it. She invited me in as I used the towel to dry off. She gave me a glass of water, and I noticed her big tits because she too was sweating (no air conditioning in those days) and her sun dress was thin. Thin enough to determine she didn’t have a bra on, and her nipples were showing through the dress. Not visible, but the nipples looked like really large erasers. I drank the water and asked for another. I think she knew I was looking. I nervously moved my fingers against his thigh. Caressing it with my finger tips, trying to convey my desires. Then in a turn, I pretended to slip and moved my hand to the top of his thigh and squeezed it gently. I didn’t move it away. Soon he parked in a quiet area, under a tree. It looked like a park, but I didn’t recognize it. He asked some questions, but I don’t really remember them or the answers I gave. I only remember when he asked if he could kiss me. I hadn’t really thought about. This time my heart beat was pounding like hell. Then I slowly crossed my legs over hers and stayed in that position for a while each and every posture I spent I learnt few things, I felt like kissing her neck and it was so warm hugging inside a bed spread. With much confidence I went closer to her and my left shoulder was over her right shoulder and I hugged her tigh and I touched my lips on her collar bone. I felt good ad the taste of the skin was plain and was like felt pleasant. My hands.