He shut the car off and turned out the lights. I leaned over and started kissing him I moved his seat back. My hand grazing his crotch. Our tongues da...ted inside our mouths. My hand made it's way to his pants. I felt that he was hard already. My hand rubbed his cock through his pants. Yes he was ready for me to show him a good time. I said close your eyes and enjoy. I moved over and undid his belt. Next it was his button and zipper. I pulled his pants down and then his underwear. There it was. Black. I gulped, as Eds finger ran along the back of my G-string. He very quickly parted my arse cheeks and touched the back of my pussy, making me nearly spill my drink. Does the bra match? he asked as I finally parted my legs for them, allowing Gary better access to the front. Yes. I whispered as Gary pressed the thin material of my panties into my soaking hole, as Ed stroked the flesh either side of my pussy. How big are your tits? he continued whispering into my ear. 34B – big but perky! I. No matter where we went, it seemed Michael could conjure up the solution to any problem, or meet any need. Winston Churchill would have called Michael his "fixer". Perhaps he could be best described as our personal concierge. Today, he was just inside the door to the chapel acting as usher along with Cecilia's younger brother, Tomas. Michael's Italian was remarkably fluent. Gina and Cecilia had taught everyone pretty well - except me. I was the only laggard, but I was getting better quickly.. " He slid quickly down the bed under her straddling thighs and placed a firm kiss on the little letters, followed by a quick swipe of his tongue over Eileen's wet heated pinkness."Oh yessssss, Cal," she moaned, and her fingers slipped into his hair, holding his face against her sex as she began to ride his tongue, enjoying the sensation of him plunging deep inside her.His hands once again found her cheeks and squeezed, rubbing and plumping and teasing over the firm, hot flesh. He pushed his.