Ellen was now laying a towel on a lounge chair, getting ready to soak up some sun.Patti looked over her shoulder and then rolled her eyes and looked b...ack at me. “She is such a slut!” She laughed. “But she is also my best friend. She has probably made more men cum than I have, but I’m not a virgin like she is, so I’m much more fun!” With that declaration she pushed herself up onto the counter and her naked snatch popped into view as I stepped over to her and offered her a beer. I did not. I decided to add to the thrill by leaning across into his lap as he put both hands on the wheel and leant back more as i mouthed at his cock over his trousers, all the time cars and lorries went streaming past, this just made Ian even more horny and his cock now literally stretched his jeans to breaking point... With that i undid the button fly on his jeans and opened them up and slipped my hand inside his pants and began rubbing his cock, his cock felt immensely hard and i could feel the veins. When she rolled the clitoris around in the vast moisture, the girl screamed and her body went stiff as a board. Giggles never breathed; she didn't move a muscle and her juices ran out all over Betsy's skilled fingers. Then all of a sudden she went out of control and her body thrashed frantically all over the lavish, leather sofa.Betsy couldn't remember anyone having such an extended orgasm. The girl's climax went on and on and Betsy was afraid to take her fingers off her pulsating clitty.. That was outstanding. I can't even think." Don't think about it; just enjoy it."The sensation of her body against mine was incredible. Her cock was still semi-erect and dribbling, and it pressed against my own. Her skin felt so smooth, and her delicious tits were squashed against my chest. I stroked my hand through her long, brown hair, making her purr. Then I tickled my fingertips across the bare skin of her back."Mmm," she groaned. "I like that."My fingers danced, I made patterns, and I.