The cool evening air wafting through our open window brushed lightly over my bottom causing shivers to run through me.I unzipped his pants, and then u...buttoned them. They fell to the floor. I pushed his underwear down and bent a bit to get them to fall down over his knees. When they were in a puddle on the floor around his ankles, he worked off his shoes, and then stepped out of the clothes at his feet.I fought an irresistible urge to reach out with my tongue and lick his cock. I wanted to. I. I felt it swelling and sensed its demands. I wished I had suggested a repeat of our session in the car before she went in the shower, but it was too late now.And then Connie put the tin lid on it with a repeat of the ass-dance, this time at very close quarters and with none of that annoying clothing in the way. She also took much longer over it, demonstrating unbelievable control of the buttock muscles. With a jiggle of the hips she sent waves of flesh undulating up and down and from side to. ”Just then, the server came by with the drinks, asking, “Who has the tea?” Bob pointed at himself. She placed the tea in front of him, then placed the water in front of Chelsea. “So, have you decided what to eat?”, the server quizzes.Bob looked at Chelsea, and she looked back and said, “Yes, I will have the Chef salad.”As the server was writing it down, Bob interjected with, “I will have the Bacon Cheeseburger and fries.”With that the server said, “Thanks” and went to put the order in.Bob. An unsought thought popped into my head for just a second...what would it feel like to have a girl doing that? Jesus, Mary and Joseph! But I pushed it away and got my unruly brain back on track as he worked that little man without mercy.Soon I was begging him to plant his seed, and like a gentleman, he complied with my request. He rose up over me and slipped my t-shirt off and lifted my boobs out of my sports bra. He gave those brown babies some of the same attention he had done for my puss,.