I have to go home and finger myself, which feels really nice, but not as nice as when you just did it!’ ‘Oh, no, my dear, let me show you a whole ...world of pleasure,’ whispered Karen, returning her finger to stroking Bridgette’s now bright-red clit. Bridgette ceased talking and mumbled endearments to her new lover Karen, as the waves of continuous pleasure crashed over her. Karen, knowing that too much pleasure can quickly turn to pain, refrained from too much attention to Bridgette’s love. Keeping one hand on his crotch and the other feeling every inch of his bottom, Tammy continued whispering in his ear, "Looks like my little boy deserves a spanking right now!"In a motherly fashion, Tammy grabbed Tim by the ear lobe and marched her young man through the back door. A sharp smack to the damp seat of his britches, made him hop, as he was led to the sofa.Before sitting, she had Tim stand in front of her, unzipping his tight shorts, and letting them drop to the floor. Placing her. Not that going for a daily jog didn’t make me feel like my lungs were filled with razor blades.One afternoon, Angel and I were jogging through the park by my home. Actually, she was jogging; I was shortening my lifespan by trying to keep up. We stopped when we finally broke out from under the trees, feeling the sunlight on us. I was leaning on my knees, trying to catch my breath. I nearly collapsed from relief when I heard her speak those four golden words: “Let’s take a break.”In the shadow of. She smelled like a goddess in her sweat and all that juices on her pussy. Eventually, we ended up kissing each other.I couldn’t bear all those emotions and started to kiss her wherever I can. I kissed on her earlobes. Then went to kiss her neck. At this moment she started to go wild. I wasn’t able to hold myself anymore. We both started to rub our hips which made my dick to rub over her pussy. I asked her to such my dick.She: What? I won’t do it. I don’t have any idea what you’re talking.