She was rubbing my chest and legs, so while I was licking her nipples i ran my hands up her thighs, as I reached under her skirt i could feel her hot ...ard cock straining against her panties. I started caressing it, she started telling me how she stroked her cock until she came just thinking about our time together, and how hot she was getting. She started squeezing my cock through my pants, which by now was rock hard. I could feel her precum making the head of her cock slick through her satin. Old men used to speak to us when we were out walking or jogging, but we were always snobs and never spoke back. We later would stop and laugh and say, "if that poor old man knew how much, he would go crazy."I think a lot of this came because of our mom. She is no doubt the biggest snob in the area, but was always upset if a man looked at us, whether at a ballgame or in a movie. Of course she had no idea what was going on in our dirty little minds. Her hating older men looking at us only. Sadly enough though we watched as our little sanctuary slipped into the hands of the mighty hordes. Even after the Spring breakers discovered our little piece of paradise, we continued to go. It was our place, we had too many memories to give it up. We finally conceded though that, if we were going to keep it our little spot, we had to live with it. And as it turns out they really weren’t all that rowdy, at least not rowdy enough to run us off. Last year however broke the mold in so very many. Fir maine jab unki taango ko saaf karna start kiya to mera hath pakadkar apni chut per laga diya.Maine bhi unki chut ko acche se ragda aur ungli ki. Fir jab woh santusht ho gayi to bahar aayi. Maine fir unko acche se tayyar kiya. Aur fir unke jaane ka samay ho gaya. Rajkumari jaate jaate bhi mujhe hi ghur rahi thi.Fir aise hi normal chalta raha mehal mein sabkuch. Ab main thoda khulkar chut mein ungli kar liya karti thi. Kyuki mujhe samajh aa gaya tha ke isme itni dikkat kisi ko bhi nahi.