.”I placed my teeth to the inner portion of Pooja’s thighs, giving her love bites all over her thighs. I saw the love bites I had given her before...and gave her some more.I then moved to a portion near my friend’s gf’s pussy. I started to lick Pooja’s panty sides. I then pushed in the wet cloth into her pussy. It was a bit soaked.I raised my head towards the upper portion of Pooja’s panty, removed it down with my teeth. Pooja whimpered a bit more and with stuttering sounds of her breaths filling. It was not enjoyable at all probably because I didn't have any fond memories like it to pull up from the muck that was my past. It seemed that there had never been anything pleasurable about half heated, stale burgers, and almost warm coke from a plastic bottle. I had a feeling that it would be the same when I pulled up a MRE memory when next I tried one of those.We were several hundred miles into the trip when Sylvia dozed off. It was close to midnight, so I didn't blame her, nor did I feel. You have a fantastic body, and everyone always wants to see a woman's bare pussy, or the hint of it anyway. And the high you get from showing off is just magical," Susan suggested."And since you seem to be very easily stimulated, maybe a little light spanking. I'd bet that you could cum from just that, without any genital manipulation," Dan added."Both of those sound like great ideas. What gets your motor running, Susan?" Well, I do enjoy pretending to be a hooker. I get dressed in some. His name was Orson and in his photos he looked handsome, tall, muscled; a smiling black guy in his early twenties and yes; he had a very nice massive and hard cock. It was bigger than my old Black Master Jerome’s and of course, much bigger than my hubby’s…I chatted that night during hours, sending him my sexy photos and enjoying his. Those pics of Orson’s naked body and his massive black cock, made me really got crazy and very wet.Before saying goodbye, we arranged to meet again next evening.I.