He thought he could just make out her labia, and he longed to touch her, to put his fingers inside her warm moist panties, to press his old face up ag...inst her cunt, even just to sniff those panties.Kelly wriggled her little bum on the saddle and decided to shock the old chap."Mr Marsham, are you trying to look up my skirt?"Jim was horrified. So she had noticed after all. What was he to do?"No no my dear. I was just looking at your bicycle. Is it new?"He realised this was pretty lame as. End of story. No drama. No strings. No commitments (I'M not interested any)! Just SEX! After I've worked Pete's cock over nice and good, and after he's unloaded a HUGE quantity of cum (along with the emotional frustration leading up to that), he thanks me (not needed, but it is nice that he does so anyway), and then he leaves; and I probably won't hear from him again for a month, or even longer---but eventually, as with so many of the other guys I suck-off, he'll be back!I think of what I do. The realization that I was about to cum with someone’s wife jump started my orgasm. I felt myself swell. She sensed my quickening and leaned over to watch intently as I spilled forth my seed. I felt the slight brush of her breath and erupted in a long ropey arc that caught on the dashboard and trailed down eventually flowing over her slender fingers. I watched as the pearly essence coated her diamond before the second pulse began to shoot forth. She surprised me as I felt her mouth cover the. "What are you trying to rob me?" It's not that much," Bailey writhed and stuck out his chest as hetalked. The act looked markedly feminine. It made his father quiteuncomfortable. "Please, Daddy!" Okay. Just stop doing that!" Jerry implored. He reached into hiswallet and grabbed two crisp twenty dollar bills and swiftly handedthem to his son."Thank you, Daddy!" Bailey squealed and threw his arms around hisfather's neck."Yeah, sure. You're welcome," Jerry recoiled, awkwardly returning.