Oh fuck, his hand is so big – feels so good – keep rubbing me there. I put my hand on the mirror to support myself against the pressure he is ...xerting on me. I’m also beginning to feel a little dizzy from the primal massage I’m receiving. He finally zeros in on the entrance to my cunt and curls a couple of fingers inside. He beckons the moisture by painting the walls of my pussy in an ever-quickening motion. The horizon of an orgasm begins to appear when his fingers plop from my slit. . I played with her clit as she rubbed and stroked my dick.. The heavy breathing started as we kissed and enjoyed each other... Thats when I spied the bathroom sink as a good place for her to lean as I fuck her from behind. I slowly waltz'd her near by and like clock-work as I turned her, her 2 hands reached for the sink as she leaned. When I seen her do that, I knew she was mine. I knew she wouldnt say no.. Instead of lifting her skirt, I pulled it down and asked her to remove a foot.. . “Jess, it was wonderful!” she finished. “I think that...” she said, trailing off.“Yes? You think what?” Jess prompted.“I think I might be falling in love with Brent,” Emma said quietly.Jess paused a beat before responding. “Well, I’m very happy for you, but I feel obligated to say that your relationship is still in the very early stages. Don’t get too wrapped up in the lust and excitement and confuse it for more. But also don’t think I’m trying to rain on your parade at all!”“No, I know you are. ..I invited a few of my "older" female friends down to distract the bouncers from checking my ID. It worked. I walked into the club, observing all of the cougars with their loose skin flapping about on the dancefloor. **Note: Not all of them were in bad shape. These were just the first onces I noticed.After observing this, I decided to dedicate myself to a night of heavy drinking.I put down as much scotch as I could, as quicky as I could. And then my dancing legs kicked in. Drink in hand I.