" There sat Mandy, astride the bull, in nothing but a thin, green pair of panties, and an old, straw, cowboy hat. Paul, in a matching, black Stetson,... underwear, and boots, with beer in hand, stood working the controls. His tanned body, reminded me of a male exotic dancer. Upon seeing us, he reached down, and tossed you a worn, straw hat. "Hop on, Stacy." he said, slowing the bull down. You reached out, to climb over the padded fence. I grabbed your shoulder. "Uh-uh," I said, pointing at your. He tongue flicked into my mouth and I met his, moaning softly into his kiss. My heart was hammering; I wouldn't be able to stand up if he hadn't been holding so firmly onto me. I loved when he kissed me like this. His mouth making its way back, biting and kissing my neck, my ears, nibbling. His desire clear from the hot breath that hit my ear and sent chills down my spine. I wondered if it would happen, if we would finally do it. I mentally pictured what I had on underneath, and when I. He pressed his taut body against hers, she felt his cock throbbing beneath the tight jeans. Her pussy was so wet, longing for his heat. She moved in her sl**p, parting her legs slightly. The hand was back between her thighs. Its fingers were excitedly rubbing and probing every inch of her sex. The fingers were fat sausages and they worked her pussy. First, they pulled her lips apart to massage the most inner part of her labia, then they pinched the lips together slightly applying enough. I was holding her head and she was sucking like a fucking pro. I just lost control and told her I am gonna cum. She removed it and started rubbing harder and I came.She cleaned the cum from my legs and again started to kiss me hard while still rubbing my dick. Then, she asked if I want more. I was now dying to fuck her. I pulled her panties down and went between her legs. She opens them wide for me to have the complete look. She was clean and shaven.Run my tongue from bottom to top licking it.