His fingers slid along the crease, pushing the panties into it, making it more pronounced. His hand slid between those small thighs, his thumb pushing...against the panties, where the tiny little pucker was hidden. I felt myself tremble slightly at his touch, thinking, “I can’t believe Mr. Frankie is touching me between the legs!” I felt myself getting moist down there, hoping it wouldn’t show through my panties, or he might think I had peed myself. I knew about getting moist, orgasms and many. I can only imaginetherefore the disappointment Allen must have felt when his father didnot even acknowledge his achievement let alone not showing up forgraduation. Allen did not talk to nor did he ever mention his fatheragain. His mother arranged for his position as vice president ofmarketing, an opening that was created specifically so that Allen couldlearn the business and have only written contact with his father. Whenhis father died two years later in a private plane crash, Allencomforted. “I wanted to fuck you the first time I met you,” I admitted truthfully“Well then I wish you would,” Hayden delivered the line she and her sister used so often but this time much more seductively to entice me to take her completely. “My cunt is nice and warm and wet and waiting for you,” Hayden’s words purred out of her mouth slowly and she rolled around slowly to face me. She wrapped her meaty legs around my waist and sat down on my cock as she flipped me over to ride my dick. She was able to. Her coochie splayed for my cock...a shaved pleated opening of male desire...and my cock prodded in and out ...around her vaginal edge...to imbibe the pleasure and watch my own wife’s tits being sucked off and her dress now held at her waist...I could see the red head...sucking right into my wife's dark fur patch. God it made me want to pump the brunette bent in front of me...so hard.I jammed my cock deep into the brunette who was holding her own ankles. God she was tight and warmly wet. She.