His strong fingers dipped between her thighs, plowing through thick red curls to test the moistness they found seeping between her already- slickened ...untlips.He grunted his approval. "The difference is that I've got a hard-on that just won't quit, and all you've got to worry about is how to make it soft. Where do you want it, babe? Here? Or here?"A mischievous finger pushed its wet length up her sopping pussy, and another squirmed down to the small puckered rim of her ass and wiggled to its. I guess, she kind of got the hint about what was playing in my mind but her expressions remained neutral. On her way to her apartment, we stopped by and scored some weed and we were set to chill.Once inside her apartment, I rolled up two stiff joints praying that she wouldn’t mind my advances after smoking them. And after we smoked them, the two remained quiet enjoying our trip when I got up from my seat and kissed her.Fuck, she not only kissed me back but held me close and gave me the most. The damp lace panel clung to her bald wet pussy, moulding to it's shape, plump wet pussy lips barely contained by the thin fabric. Ali climbed onto the bed, legs wide apart as she straddled Kate's stomach, pausing briefly to bend forward and kiss her lips, before shuffling forward to hover her wet snatch inches above Kate's mouth.Kate could smell the musky scent of Ali's sex, firing her desire to taste her, increasing the ache in her pussy and lower abdomen. Straining her neck she raised her. Christ! was all she said. My imagination now went into full tilt, and I could her hear her whisper, Thats a mutha-fuckin dick! I was imagining my trampy brown-eyed little wife sticking her hand down her white shorts and sliding a thin middle digit into her slick slot all the while oogling some studs cock. Honey, I gotta go. She said with some urgency. Why? Brad and Tom are getting me naked. What? Mmmhmm, yeah! Brad is rubbing my ass with his big black hands, and Tom just pulled out the.