I even began to wonder if he was actually gay, as he was one hell of a kisser. And his hands felt really good on me. But only on my back, or along my ...sides. Once or twice I had even let a hand move down to caress his bottom briefly, but he never did it in return.One night we were having a date at my place. I was still not sure if we were a couple or not, and that night I was hoping to find out for sure. I had gone all out and had made a nice stir-fry and he had just opened a bottle of wine. I. "I scanned the first bar code and asked, "Could I please get the last 4 digits of your phone number?"I watched as she typed in the last 4 digits of her phone number and then her full phone number to get her rewards for getting her prescriptions filled at the pharmacy. She knew that I was watching her as she typed. I watched her breasts under her lacy blouse gently sway. They did not sag in any way, shape or form. I was in trouble as I felt stirrings down in the pants of my scrubs.She got her. A 19-year old cowboy swung smoothly from a coach ahead and a high school girl standing by an old pick-up truck at trackside went running to him, embraced him, ran her fingers down his well-muscled back. Karen snapped the blind shut. The first night out on a train was never an easy night for her, but she was tired and would give it a try. She finished undressing for bed, putting on the blue shortie nightgown that she’d brought along. ‘Damn!’ Everything was reminding her of something. Bernard had. She pulled down her pants and panty’s. Her pussy was very wet as she took his cock and guided to her twat. She bent at the waist lining him up to enter her doggie style. She rubs the tip of his penis head over her moist pussy lips, wetting it so that he would slip into her hungry pussy. She could tell he hadn’t had any pussy in years, as he grabbed her hips and stabbed at her pussy wildly. Hitting everything, but, her wet pussy, Kitty stopped him. Settled him down some and guided his.