Another smell was, at first, harder for me to figure out what made it; but I soon understood that it emanated from lots of other men's sperm!The previ...ew booths were always dark. The stalls typically painted black. There was never much light (except for the TV monitor on the wall in front of you). But, as my eyes grew accustomed to the dimness, I started seeing curious whitish colored smears, on the black painted walls on either side of me, as well as on the floor beneath my shoes. It was the. . This pussy’s all yours...”Lanying could see the blonde’s legs parted in the rearview mirror, her labia glistening where the morning sunlight splashed down on her lap. The GPS told her to get off at the exit and head into King of Prussia, so she did so.The drive along the highway was heavy with traffic, and the blonde sat in the back, smiling, with her tits exposed to all who turned to look. Ray continued to paw her thigh, occasionally sliding a finger into Cynthia’s pussy.Lanying lost count. The thrill Issy feels from knowing how much this older man desires her cannot be estimated. Issy’s pussy beings to let its juices flow; lips meet, tongues tangle, the man hardens, the woman wets, nothing more basic can ever occur in a human relationship. The kiss continues and their tongues probe and dance causing even more arousal. John’s hands now have license to explore and he roams Issy’s body touching everywhere over her light cotton kimono. John’s lips move to Issy’s ears, nibbling and. She didn't normally swear so it must have felt real good. She wetted her hand again and pushed it inside her top to wet her torso. The thought of her hand running over her tits made me hard. I pulled my t-shirt off over my head and jumped down to join her."You hot, too?" she said with a smile."Yeah," I said and I tried not to stare at the gap in her top."I don't know why you're looking in there," she laughed. "Your tits must be bigger than mine."I blushed bright red from being caught out."If.