Out bounced my 7 inch cock. I noticed he took a look at my dick and stared for a couple of seconds. At that point impulse took over and I leaned forw...rd. I opened my mouth as wide as I could to accept his dick. The feel of it sliding across my mouth and lips felt like velvet. The skin felt so soft but yet rock hard! As I continue to go down on him I notice his smell. It was enough to almost make me bust right then and here. Now I’m all the way down but not deep just yet. I look up to notice he. The gorgeous women giggled at themselves. “I feel like I am on a date.” Claire tells her. “I know what you mean.” “Can I ask you a question Claire? What would you be doing now if this were a date?” The women turned to each other and the heat began to intensify between them. Claire leaned in and planted a sensual open mouth kiss on Sasha’s glossed lips. Her hands wandered over her breast and made their way to the edge of Sasha’s skirt. She nervously played with the seam for a while as they. Jennifer lived about a hours drive outside Atlanta, and said that she would come in to see me, her pretext being the age old one – shopping. I arranged an early morning business meeting, and kept the rest of the day clear. She arrived just before lunch, with a couple of shopping bags, so her story was true. We kissed in greeting and I took her in to the hotel café, where we sat and talked for a while. She was as delightful as I hoped she might be, slim, and perhaps a bit flatter chested than my. Cyrus ran his hands down her body and grabbed the hem of her polo, peeling it off her body and over her head, loosening the grip of her clip around her heavy mass of hair. Priya reached up and tugged at her clip, undoing its hold and letting her locks tumble down the side of her body in thick waves and swaying like a heavy curtain. Cyrus had a thing for thick, lustrous, long and dark hair that fell in waves, or swayed, or was tied up in a bun or ponytail. And as he watched Priya’s hair perform.