It's getting so hard you have to shift positions. I quietly unzip your pants and lightly caress your cock. That's all the encouragement you need. You ...lide your hand up and feel the center of my thighs and get confirmation. There is no fabric between you and the wet hot soft silky folds of my pussy. You massage me the whole length. From clit to asshole and I groan. Slowly. Gently. Your palm rests on my mound and your middle finger slides in effortlessly. I Hold onto your arm and start to grind. Abby thought for a second, face burning, then said softly, "How many cookie boxes is a regulation uniform worth?" I'd say that's worth two boxes each, don't you Marc?" Greg laughed. Marc joined him, nodding vigorously."The customer is always right! I'll take care of that now," said Abby. She started lifting off her sash, but Marc interrupted her. "No, leave that on," he said softly.Abby tugged her shirt out from her skirt waistband, and slowly unbuttoned it. She slipped the cotton blouse off. .." Oh, we will," he grinned, "but let’s get some on that burn first."Don guided me to the bed and directed to lay down on my back. He then applied the lotion to my arms, the fronts of my legs and neck, and to my face. Then, he gingerly rolled me on to my stomach and coated my neck and legs. As he rubbed the lotion into my legs, he would blow cool air onto my excited hole, making it wink at him.After my legs were coated, he began to run his fingers up and down the crack of my ass and around. They were repugnant to her. Now here she was spread eagle with a charcoal black African invading her thighs.The African's cock began spewing into her vagina. The bubbles of sweat shined on his muscular black torso as they rolled off and splattered on her chest. Janet was overwhelmed watching this black man fuck her. Suddenly, he let out a tribal moan and shot all of his wad into her. Janet raised her legs and cradled his black buttocks. She was milking that thick black cock of every drop.Now it.