The devilish grin and inviting look in her eyes tells a story of lasting temptation and foreplay. She rubs the water from my body with a tender touch ...nd drops the towel to the floor. Her lips draw close to my body and begin to traverse my chest one inch at a time. Her teeth pull lightly at my nipples again forcing moans of pure erotic desire and passion. Her hands slide down to my hardening manhood, stroking lightly as the blood rushes to the erect member. She is completely in control now and. "Yes, really." It's not like Shawna, though, is it?"It had slipped out before she could stop it."She couldn't wear that." No, she's all scoop tops and tight jeans. I don't have a bum." She frowned down at her hips, turning a little to stare at it in the mirror."And she always moans when you go out in one of your little belt-cum-skirts that she doesn't have legs like yours and how I stare at your legs more than I look at her," he pointed out."She does?"Marcus swallowed, suddenly looking even. He let out a loud groan as he filled my mouth. There was so much cum I couldn't swallow fast enough and some spilled out the corner of my mouth onto my dress. I caught up to him swallowing his cum. He pulled back and I watched him tuck his cock back into his pants and left. I waited a moment then I left as well. I made my way to the bathroom and freshened up my lipstick then went to the truck. He was waiting for me.I got in and started it and left the parking lot.He didn't say anything until we. I love when she rides me because I can see her huge breasts bouncing around in the moonlight. My wife was looking around and kept telling me that there were some couples watching us and everyone was smiling. That made me tingle more and I grabbed my wife's hips and started to thrust into her quickly. I reached up and grabbed a hold of her breasts and was massaging them. She was really enjoying herself too and I could feel how wet her pussy was. We get into a good rhythm and just lost ourselves.