Her attitude was proper and was not into the drama and never even asked for my babies info she really just wanted to get in this tight wet pussy of mi...ne. We met her at the bar for drinks and chatted for awhile. She was short and thick and damn nice breasts and my favorite latina mmm. I was getting wet just sitting there chatting with her and my baby i could feel growing in my hand as I grazed across his pants with my hand a few times. We really didn't know what would happen that night but. ” “I’m going out doing some sketching this weekend. Would you like to come along, out on the shore, down toward Cape May probably.” Vixen sucked her teeth. “Gee, I’m sorry. I’m all booked up and there’s a lacrosse game tomorrow that I promised to go to.” If things went as scheduled, she would be fucked at least seven different men between Friday night and Sunday afternoon. “Maybe next week if the weather’s good?” She smiled and nodded. “OK. I’ll look forward to it.” So will I, thought the. I had never seen Liz cum so much in all our years together. Liz told me to stick my cock up her ass while Spencer continued to plow her pussy. I plunged my big cock as deep into her ass as I possibly could. Almost immediately Liz came again. Spencer and I continued to fuck the hell out of her. Our balls were slapping off each other as we double teamed Liz.I was close to cumming again when Spencer announced that he was going to cum soon. Liz bucked up and down harder and told the two of us. She was a sight to behold. I creepily began waiting for her to walk by, just to watch, as her way-too-heavy backpack would accentuate her tits because of the pressure from the straps over her shoulders. I usually had my hand on my dick as she went by and relief would arrive a few minutes later.Sometimes I would sit on the front porch and she would wave and say hello; sometimes she would walk up and chat. I found that whichever way it worked out, I was always enthralled by her, and needless to.