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She pushed me away from her, took my hand and led me into the lounge and told me to lie on my back. I lay down and she knelt between my thighs and sta...ted to suck my cock again this time running her tongue around the whole of the body of my hardening dick. Then she leant forward and began rubbing her hard breasts over my cock and balls kissing my nipples at the same time. Then she stopped, looked down and said, oh look he’s ready again, funny that isn’t it.She moved forward and straddled my. As with the top, she realized panties of any kind would be out of the question. It was way shorter than it had appeared. If she bent over too far, she would be totally exposed to the world. Gathering her courage while looking in the mirror, she decided to hell with it. I can get by in this and love the look. Her color choices were simple; she got the skirt in black, her favorite and a red top that looked great against her tanned skin.With most of the day spent she jumped on the computer for. By this time the entire bar was shouting and going crazy like a zoo with all the hooting, take it off, take it off they screamed. Vickie wasnt going to dissapoint, she flipped her blouse off and through it away, her black lacy bra encasing her full bosom, she rubbed her hands on her bra and i was getting excited at this point hehehe, the hooting got louder and leroy got louder than that. Looked like Vickie wasnt through, she kicked her shoes off and then took her jeans off, slow and sensual of. She was letting out these soft moans “ooh!!aah!!” and we were kissing passionately and exchanging saliva ,suddenly she bites my lip and i pull back and she was like ” slowly idiot take it easy on my breasts!!, be gentle as i am with your cock!!” I just nodded and continued now it was about to cum which i told her and she stopped and said wait lets finish together and she placed my hand in her panties from under her nighty, her pussy was soo soft and silky dripping wet and hot and asked me to.
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