She lathered my chest, and then my arms, poking me in the side when it was time to lift them up for her to get my armpits.She then made her way down m...y stomach and gently washed my still-erect manhood. She stroked it playfully several times with her soapy hand. As she knelt down to get my legs, she gave it one more stroke and then cupped my balls lightly. “I think someone still thinks it’s time to play,” she said with a bit of a chuckle.“Well, you’re certainly not helping him get any. I asked Emma, “How far is this place?” Emma wore a black pencil skirt, knee length, a yellow blouse and a black matching jacket. When Emma had gotten into the limo her skirt had ridden up and showed quite a bit of thigh. Intentional or not her legs looked really nice even though she was a bit on the large side; she had ample thigh flesh to show off. Nice eye candy for the journey ahead. Emma looked up and noticed me looking at her legs, she shifted them a bit and it made her skirt ride up. Are you going to fuck his again I asked. She said we have fucked eight times since then. At our house I asked she said yeah and at his house while his wife was at work.any were else I asked . She said he came by my work once and I told Sherry I was going on break and he fucked me in the cab of his pickup in broad daylight. She said I went back to work leaking his cum through my pantyhose. What did Sherry say I asked. She she Sherry said did you just fuck Keith. I said what did you say. She said. But just like theirs, our lips were sealed in an open kiss and our tongues churned in our saliva-filled mouths. In a strange “way to go blokes” acceptance the observing crowd clapped and cheered. When I had the sensation that I was totally alone with Corey butterflies fluttered in my stomach crowded my stomach. It was like a dream scene in a movie. She tasted the same, smelled the same. I was hungry with the desire to go back to her parent’s house and resume where we left off last night.As the.