.. I think you made me come when you did that. I know I'm wet." It's nice to know I haven't lost my touch." Well, you certainly know how to touch me ..... where are you staying?"I grinned at her. "Nowhere yet. I've got a car, but was planning on just finding some place once our business was done." St-stay with me. I've got a big empty bed and I think I'd like to wake up wrapped around you in the morning. We can get some breakfast and take a drive out to see the place in the morning ... unless. She wondered what people were thinking. Her pussy was getting wetter with each step. She started to feel a little juice making its way down her leg. She panicked - can people see the wetness? Can they smell her? How embarrassing.He stood at the end of the platform watching her walk slowly toward him. He smiled softly. As she approached him he said, "Nice slut. You look fuckable. Now get into the car while I put your bag in the back". She got into the passenger side of the truck and he put her. Three sexy asses moved to my sofa as I watched their gentle, exaggerated ballet. I wasn't sure about the women, but Roy's loosely shifting cock screamed 'commando' and I wondered how long before it expanded down his shorts, lifted the legging and exploded into plain sight. My intrigue and curiosity already hoped for that.Four sizeable tits wobbled unrestrained under their loose shields. Maria wore a white peasant top off her shoulders and pulled down to expose quite a bit of cleavage.. “I’m Anne-Marie. Call me Ann. This is my husband, Eugene,” she added. “We’re here to be with a friend.” “Nice to meet you,” Eugene said. He was about 35 and thin. His glasses were taped in the middle and he had a pocket protector. “What is this friend’s name?” Eugene asked. “It’s Dee. Have you seen her act at Club Iridium?” Mel asked. “No. I wish I had!” Ann said smiling. “She’s one hot momma,” Nate said. Anne-Marie started talking about her fantasy of having a black baby. The conversation.