More sniffing. Walk on, hands in pockets. It's cold!Another walker, coming towards me. Young, slim, no dog though.“Hi.” I catch her eye.She instan...ly looks away but she said hi back. Walk on. “Pretty,” I think.Next day, same time, same place. More dog walkers. Then I see her again, Long dark hair. Dusky skin. Mask like me. I catch her eye and say hi. She says hi. She holds my gaze for a millisecond longer than yesterday before looking away. Beautiful eyes! We walk on.The next day. The same. She. She was wiggling her ass around so I took the invitation to get my hands lower .. she had jeans on so I was trying to maneuver the buttons. I finally got them unbuttoned and unzipped but I barely could get my hand to the top of her mound . I kept trying to readjust so I could get a better reach. She noticed the hard time I was having so she let up off my cock and moved her jeans and panties to her knees . Everytime the lightening would crash I could feel her grip on my cock grow tighter. Well. .. orally. Women need that, and men are terrible at it, if they do it at all." Al sure doesn't," said Peg, slowly sliding her hand up under Marcy's skirt, "I would die for some really good head." I've never... done that... to a girl," said Marcy. "But I'm sure I would be really good at it. I know what women like." I bet you do," said Peggy. She slid the edge of her hand all the way up between Marcy's legs. "Your panties are wet," said Peg, fondling Marcy's sodden crotch through her underwear."I. Unable to control herself Jenny went back in to the house and straight upstairs. She lifted her dress up above her waist as she lay on the bed. Her fingers quickly dived inside her knickers and she felt her very wet pussy lips. She ran her fingers up and down her pussy lips. Edging inside her vagina and flicking her taut clit she brought herself to another orgasm as she pictured the naked Samantha in her mind. Jenny went back downstairs and waited restlessly for Samantha to come back over..