There is one guy I would love to fuck. He would be my first. Oh, anything would be my first. I've never been felt-up, never had my boobs squeezed, my ...ipples sucked, never been fingered, never anything. And, I'm tired of it.But there is the one guy I want to fuck so bad I can just taste it. In fact, I lay awake at night thinking and dreaming about tasting his cock. Bending down and taking it into my mouth, sucking him until his hot cum spurts into my mouth. Oh, this is all making my pussy so. They were a little stained but they didnt smell. Shan took another bath and I coated her asshole with Macks secrete balm and lubed her cunt with KY that I carried in my camera bag. We collected our stuff, said our good buys and went out to the black truck. Dave had stuffed my wifes dress into my camera bag, except for the boots and the single earring, she would be naked for the ride home. Dave re-secured the blue pail to the transmission hump and tossed the funnel into the back of the truck. . His tongue lapped at mine as he probed my mouth. I felt the effect of the kiss between my legs, my body reacting to his thrusting tongue, his taste, his smell. The feel of his body pressed up against me was making me unbelievably wet. He pulled back from the kiss and his hands moved to the buttons on the front of my dress. Slowly he slipped the top one open, then pulled the material of my dress aside, admiring the extra cleavage on display. He repeated this all the way down, slipping each. ‘Go on?’ I asked as my hand quite instinctively moved upwards between her thighs, resting snugly in that beautiful gap between, just very slightly pressing her quinny. She closed her eyes. ‘That is divine Alex’ she murmured softly. Now in calling me by my Christian name we were more like a couple. ‘Just tell me as I caress you,’ I whispered. Still sat upon my lap she opened her thighs a little to allow me more access and my I felt my pulse speed up. ‘Did you sleep with Barry? I asked ‘Well not.