"Aah," karkasi Muusan huulilta. K?sill?liukkaasti kourien tunnustelin kiinte?t pakarat joka puolelta. Kumarruinsuutelemaan toista kannikkaa ja n?ykk?i...sin sit? kevyesti. Painoinpurrulle pakaralle toisen suudelman ja jatkoin yl?sp?in, selk?? huulillakutitellen ja suukotellen. P??stess?ni niskaan asti k?teni ty?skenteliv?tjo suurten rintojen kimpussa, nipistellen ja py?ritellen n?nnej? kunnesne n?p?ttiv?t kovina ja herkkin?. Kehoni painautuessa blondia vastenhankasin ja hieroin kovaa,. Les had spent his past ten years sitting in a chair and analyzing complex tax returns for the Internal Revenue Service in Philadelphia while waiting for a promotion. Stan Lowenstein, a field auditor, was the one who finally told him he was wasting his time. Stan said that Les was too introverted to do the butt-kissing necessary to advance, not that his boss would ever recommend him for a promotion. Stan said that Les was too competent to promote, that he was the only one who really made his. Grabbing his jocks she pulled but they refused to rip so she pulled them down too. Then with her arms around his neck she lifted to straddle him and his cock found its way into her wet warmth. They kissed, their tongues busy as she moved on his cock. The throb of the bass vibrated their viscera, he could feel his insides moving with the beat, and with his cock he could feel hers moving too as she gripped him tight, sucking him in deeper. Her head against his and arms around his neck he held her. Oh man, all over the place they were hot Mexicans walking around or just cruising with friends.When I decided to drive back to my house in my old car, I saw this fine pelon (I later found out his name was Raul). He was around 5’9”, light skinned, with tattoos, smooth chest, and with one little earring under his bottom lip. He was wearing blue basketball shorts and a white tank top. He was walking along the street when I stopped my car next to the road to ask him for directions. When I grabbed.