Keep those hands outside of those panties!” That provoked a pouty look back at me. She was visibly aroused, with her panties revealing an obvious ...wet spot from my earlier attention there. She rubbed her hands all over herself but eventually focused on that very sensitive spot.“Why can’t you do this for me?” she asked.“Because I’m having fun watching you drive yourself crazy.” I clicked the shutter several more times.“You know you’re in trouble right? I’m going to get you back,” she said. Yup, another one in every crowd. There is always one that does something sorta stupid to try and make you feel it. This guy tried to go in all but sideways. She felt his cock go in sideways and rub against the side of her cunt, the same way a cheap blowjob happens when girls get tired and just lob the cockhead into a cheek and leave it there. She had to do something. "Wanna fuck me from behind?" Hell YEAH!" He shouted and pulled out immediately. He was probably closer than he would admit too.. Pulling off quickly she thrust me into her mouth just as I came. I have to admit, I liked it a lot more when we were kissing as I came, but this was a lot less messy.Finally satisfied for the moment, she rolled onto her side and I spooned up behind her. As usual she guided my hand right to her breast and I cupped it in my hand. I spent the next wonderful period of time kissing her neck and shoulder as we talked about how much we meant to each other. She tried rolling her bottom against me once. ”“No, I mean, like a swimsuit model,” Mitch heard himself say.“So, you thought I was a swimsuit model?” Gayla joked, stretching out her legs and striking a seductive, yet humorous pose on the bed. “I could see you in a swimsuit magazie—” Mitch started, and then stopped, instantly realizing how that sounded. “I mean, you’d look good in a swimsuit—” he abruptly stopped again. “Ugh, that sounds worse. What I mean is—”Gayla broke out into a fit of laughter and held up her hands. “Don’t worry about.