I told her to go set down in the truck so she didn't loose my creamy pie. I heard the door slam again when I looked up this time it was my new friend.... He was walking out toward us still wearing the bib overalls but this time without a shirt under them. I turned and handed him the money we had agreed on. He counted it and then handed me back two hundred dollars of it. I said we had an agreed price , he said yeah I'm a fare man, the agreed price was for the cash and her pussy, well I had her ass. I took her lead and started playing with Salma’s breasts through her shirt and made her moan like she was about to have an orgasm right there. Soon she removed her shirt and brazier, asking me to remove all my clothes. I was already in heat and fully hard with completely erect and extended cock. The thought of a woman in control of the sexual session was turning me on. Understanding of fucking my old friend Aqib’s mom, who I knew all my life was doing me in totally. On the sofa, she was on her. She was almost pulsing, hot and wet like her mouth, musky taste and scent only making the bulge beneath his jeans bigger and bigger as the seconds ticked by. He was driving her absolutely crazy but that’s what she loved about him: his ability to push her all the way to the sweet, cherry centre before pulling it back again and lighting up her every nerve until they were budding and blooming like blossoms. He knew just what to do to her to get her moans rising. Even her fingertips hummed at his. We paired up and Rhonda was opposite me. We were given a length of cotton string with a marshmallow threaded half way down it. On the ready set go, we had to pull the string into our mouths to see who got to the marshmallow first and got to eat it.Rhonda is really competitive and was going like crazy. I wasn't going to let her beat me on this, though and we both got to the marshmallow at the same time. We both tried to get it into our mouths and our lips touched around that sweet little.