One day while kissing each other I whispered in her. Baby, I want to see you naked and want to fuck you.But she refused and told me she is not comfort...ble in having sex.She only wants to do it with her husband.One day on a week off in the night I got a call from her.It was late at night and she had some whiskey that day and it was showing some effect.She wanted to be close to me and kiss me. Vikky I am missing you and want to kiss you. Oh, baby, I miss you and feel the same.P: come closer. Looking across I could see she was still asleep; in fact she was now snoring away. We were still just two out of a small handful of people in the car. Now that I had slept a little I once again focused on this cute little bundle in front of me. Though I had already jerked off once I felt the urge coming on again so I took my cock out and with a little spit in my hand began to stroke it hard once again. Just as I got it hard the train jerked as it took off from the station. I looked over and saw. Rick finally stepped back and released her head, I want your little Arab ass where your face was. His hand wiped a bit of his own drool from his lip as he caught his own breath. Barirah slowly repositioned herself, laying on her stomach. Only the tips of her toes could reach the ground, and only barely so. Rick reach around her waist and undid her jeans, sliding them off. He thumbed her panties as well, not even wanting to take the time of seeing her in them, Look at that ass.. He whispered to. Carol never wears underwear when we're looking for sex games. I wore jeans and a western shirt. I smiled at her and said, "You look so fuckable." Carol said, "I am." We drove down Broadway and parked our SUV in a convenient lot. We decided to start the night at the Wild Horse Saloon. We walked the few blocks and paid our cover charge to a bouncer who seemed to have an attitude, and we went in. The Wild Horse is a huge bar, grille and western dance destination. We found a table next to the dance.