As I bobbed on his cock,with each retraction, I now gently touched his cock with my teeth.Something I loved when I was Sam, yet Katrina never did. As ... did that, Iheard him moan. Soon his cock was pulsing as his grip grew firmer on myhead. I knew what was coming, my own desires wanting to satisfy him, Iwas almost unaware, my right hand was inside my shirt, caressing my ownbreasts. The thong now hugged my soaking desiring pussy.His cock throbbed, he moaned, pulling my head onto his cock, his. I let him go back to work so I could go in the house. In the shower I started to feel horny and think about his body and that bulge again. Got out—blow dryed my hair and started to get dressed for the evening. I put on a black bra and black thong panties, I didn’t feel like fooling with a garterbelt, so I put on some dark thigh-high stockings. As I opened the curtains a bit to get more light for putting on some evening makeup, I look out and the landscapers had loaded up a truck and were. We hiked up the beach and the steep slope beyond to the car. She threw her bag in the back seat and smiled across at me as she sat back in the passenger seat.As we bumped along the narrow dirt road round to the hotel, she tilted the seat back and threw the wrap open, spreading her thighs apart and leading the fingers of my right hand in between her legs. ‘Feel how wet I am for you already,’ she whispered. She groaned as I gently parted her moist lips and rubbed my middle finger over her. Man, those buns!" Best of all is what she's got between those buns," I teased as Bobby glanced at me longingly."Damn, I'd love to get between those cheeks myself and check out her sweet spot."That's the way Bobby and me liked to talk about sluts and studs sometimes."Well maybe you can, Bobby," I said.He whipped around to look at me, wondering what I could possibly mean."I'll share her with you," I offered. "But on one condition." What's that?" Bobby asked, burning up with curiosity now."You'd.