Well that explains it! is my thoughtA few months pass its winter and my wife is Christmas shopping, Karen calls round asking for my wife, "out spendin..." I say."Oh good" says Karen, I laugh and say "why's that?" Because I want to see your hairy bits" thinking she is k**ding I joke " yeah right"She isn't k**ding, she is unzipping me, I am taken by surprise and I pull awayits her who is shocked the most, she appologises and asks me not to say anything, she breaks down in tears, "I got it all. Marsha found herself sliding down off the top bunk one night, and just holding the fifteen year old, both virgins and full of fear at where life was leading.Holding soon became caressing, with arms and hands and ofcourse, lips. Cheri's nipples shot forth like temperature gauges of the kind found on roasters!Marsha knew Cheri had cum even before Cheri did! She kept moving her fingers until Cheri offered that welcome parting that invited deeper probing until later, much later, Marsha found. “I’ll give you the first three, but how the heck do you know that my pussy is soaking wet right now?” Beth challenged. I laughed as I casually leaned down, rested my arms on her car door, reached in and slipped my hand between her legs until I could feel her warm pussy beneath the damp material of her slacks. As Beth gasped, I slowly ran my hand up her pussy, pressing my fingers into her seam and dragging them up and over her clit before I straightened up and leaned back against the car next to. . in what seemed like forever Brad was forcing my lips down his cock farther than we had gone to this point and he was cumming with such force and pressure deep in my throat I couldn't swallow fast enough. I gagged and squirmed around his cock, but he held my face against the base of it . . moaning and thrusting as I was trying to escape, to catch my breath. Cum was running out my mouth and I couldn't breathe fast enough through my nose. He held my head firmly and I could feel each twitch, each.