I let out a soft moan when his fingers started to play with my rock hard nipples. It felt so good to have an experienced man’s hands on me. The las... boyfriend I was intimate with would only touch me for thirty seconds before he was trying to poke me with his penis. That was not what was happening today. This man was slow, patient, and he seemed to enjoy every second he was touching me. I wanted him to touch me more. I wanted him to touch me everywhere, all at the same time. His lips softly. Linda had a handful of my dreads while I eat her tight wet pussy, I pulled back to catch some air and I said Momma you are not fucking my face right. When I dug my fingers back into that pussy and began to suck on her clit like a newborn baby. Within seconds my face was dripping with her cum, and damn it tasted better than honey. I got up and placed the head of my fat black cock at the entrance of her dripping wet pussy. The entire 10 inches hit the bottom of her pussy without a problem. I was. Her panties and bra were white lace, and I found myself wondering how they'd look against her olive skin, and I found the thought intriguing. I quickly stripped off my own tee shirt, jeans and panties, and tossed them on top of hers, then turned on the water, as hot as I could stand it. Then it came to me that Kes had been looking at my erect nipples through my tee shirt as she told her story, since I had gone braless, and I blushed, a rosy red suffusing through my upper chest and face, even. She couldn’t help glancing between her youthful legs and was certain she didn’t see any panties, instead, a bare pussy.“Do you still go commando while wearing your short skirts and dresses?” Brooke asked, Claudia while looking at Allison.“Every chance I get,” she smiled.“What does, going commando mean?” Allison was curious.“It means when women don’t wear panties under their short dresses or skirts usually allowing for men to have sneak peaks of their bare pussy.”“Mom and I do that all the time.