You rise to your feet bending over straight in front of me, your buttocks inches away from my face you pussy lips pressed tightly together again. A st...ffness growing under my towel. As you lift the panties up over your thighs and over your buttocks, I notice that the back of the panties are open with just some lace material crisscrossing across your ass.As you twirl around, you clearly notice the large lump forming under the towel that I’m still wearing but you choose to ignore it and reach. She drew in his scent and felt a chill rush through her. She could almost understand why he seemed to like her smell; his musk was intoxicating and set her senses on fire. She stuck out her tongue and ran it up the shaft slowly, feeling the hot flesh throb. When she reached the head she covered it with her lips and sucked. That was when Andy grabbed her head and she thought he had awakened. But he hadn't.She allowed him to move her head up and down. Then she felt him pushing her down further.. He was very aggressive, and although she was into his body she was definitely not interested in being boned by his overly thick member. He had pulled her into his lap so she was straddling him. He had her waist in a firm grip and was slowly sliding the tip of his member between her labia. This felt great, but she had no desire to find out how wide he could stretch her. (Now let me digress a moment, I’m no porn star as far as size is concerned, but I have a respectable thickness. I recall her. Suddenly, she felt Paul's fingers encroaching on to her mons. They assertively continued southward, pushing her own fingers out of the way. Without words, Paul told her that he wanted to take over her masturbation; he wanted to be the one to make her cum. It surprised Marcy, but also excited her more than a little. Grudgingly, her fingers surrendered her nub to him. Now completely at Paul's mercy, completely ensnared in his lusty embrace, Marcy moaned and writhed her way to ecstasy. Paul's.