As we nibbled on our respective ends of the banana, our lips were getting closer. Angela’s eyes signalled that Barry was there with our food as we w...re seductively devouring the cum laced banana. Our lips met and fought for the remaining portions of the banana.Acknowledging Barry’s presence, our lips parted, Angela gave her plate with the banana to Barry saying, ‘This is for you Barry from me. Eat it now!’ With a shell-shocked face, tingling and shaky fingers Barry picked up the cum soaked. The rain had left the early Monday morning deceptively cool, but it was July, and I knew it would soon turn into another scorcher.It was just after dawn, and I had mucked the stalls and pulled off a fresh flake of hay for each of the horses we boarded in our stable. My own brown quarter-horse, Thunder was under the overhanging bay of the hay-mow waiting for me to finish up scrubbing the water-buckets. Pip never cleaned them properly, and the hot summer temperatures would encourage algae to. He put two and two together quickly and chuckled to himself. Kneeling down in front of her, he placed his shaft over her pussy, and began rubbing his glans up and down, parting her lips with it and stimulating her clit. “I'm going to leave that condom in the drawer. If we roll it on me, we will surely end up fucking. As long as it stays in the drawer, we won't have sex.” They looked each other in the eyes while he continued to stroke his cock up and down her pussy. “Yes. Don't get it. We cannot. We made brief eye contact before she closed her eyes again. She had taken her shirt off before the massage, and had been covering her breasts with her bed sheet. She apparently lost interest in maintaining that modesty once her shorts came off, as one of her rock hard brown nipples came into view.The melting ice had soaked her panties, and they were just in a bunch over her slit, her pussy lips in plain view. She lowered her hand and slid the crotch of her panties to the side and started.