He drives me crazy and he knows it. I fantasize about him all the time. I tell him about it also. He tells me to call him so I can masturbate after he...aring his voice. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me and I love it. I replay in my head that one night when we left the bar. We were both pretty inebriated but he insisted on driving. Once we arrived to my driveway he looked at me with this fiery passion in his eyes. He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me so intensely. After exchanging. I was moving pretty quickly , it was warm , my shirt was stuck a little to my skin , I laughed to my self thinking the old pervy guy at the end of the street would be out on his porch as soon as he saw me passing , chatting about the weather , little bit of drool forming in the corner of his mouth as he gazed at my tits , gross , perhaps but my nipples hardened at the though of this desperate old man getting his kicks over my body . I took a long deep breath , readying myself for the visual. Without thinking I immediately let my tongue slip out and licked my lips, and I growled ‘Y-E-S!’ as my mouth watered staring at the hard thick cock staring me in the face. No sooner had the word left my moth than I felt one cock ram into my dripping pussy with such force that it rocked my whole body forward slightly. My mouth opened to gasp in utter surprise, which gave the assistant in front of me the motive to move his big cock up and into my open mouth. Damn it felt good. I hadn’t had this. The blend of creamy skin, soft blonde pubic hair and varying shades of pink and red was a treat to his eyes, just as the aroma was to his nose. When he started licking her thighs, the sensuous feel of her soft skin was a rare delight to his tongue and the juices that had trickled there were even more delicious than he could have expected. He was fully aware that she had one of the most marvelous pussies he had ever eaten and he wanted to take his time and make it last, prolonging the pleasure.