Vern delivered the goods just as she promised them, vivid, sensual, filled with delights. She lowered her head for the assault, first grabbing on two ...nees (one for each hand) then pressing upward toward her destination. As her lips approached the honeybox, she was aware of greater olfactory stimulation, a heavenly mixture of sour, sweet and goo.Vern imagined how she lowered her head right in to the pussy, her own hair mixing with the woman's pubics, her lips finally touching upon Cecile's. It was just how I always wanted it, 540 Hemi crate engine, R/T suspension package. I never cared for flashy extras, a working radio was all I needed. I was carressing the steering wheel, then my right eye flashed and some text appeared, "Hope you like it." I just whispered, "I love it, thanks for coming back for me." My eye flashed once more, "Soon, I hope, this will be over, then I'll never leave you again."I wanted to cut it loose right then and there, but I held off for a bit, I did want to. It jutted out at least eight inches, was thick, big reddish/purple mushroom head with veins popping out and throbbing along the length of his shaft. Only slightly less naïve about sex than Wesley, because I’m married to Linda, I can’t take my eyes off his big cock. Tentatively, I reached out, wanting to see if it was real and put my hand around it. And it was definitely real. It was warm and soft to touch, yet hard in my grip. It was the first time I ever touched a cock that was not mine. I. Lauren then leaned forward and began typing.-Happy? Who is this? Is this Leslie?Glen smiled and typed back. -No this isn't Leslie. Is that one of your sorority sisters?-Yeah.-And why would one of your sisters want to see you naked?-Fuck off.-Now that's not nice at all, but I'll let it drop for now.Glen decided it was time to stop the chatting and get more material recorded. I want you to start playing with your tits, just like you were over the weekend.Hesitantly, her hands moved around her.