My hands were acting of their own accord. One fought its way under her tight T-shirt in search of her glorious breasts while the other grappled with t...he button of her jeans. She started to undress me as well, but the b**st within me would have nothing of it. My hands ceased their respective quests and pinned her wrists against the door.I let go almost instantly. Shocked by my own dominance, I stepped away. I was ready to beg forgiveness and a stream of apologies was on my lips when I looked. “Is your group still together, Tom?” she asked while she studied him more closely than she had done before. For a man in his early sixties, he was in very good shape, no belly to speak of, a shade under six foot, with salt and pepper hair. The more she tried to push the memory of him stroking his cock from her mind, the stronger the image seemed to get. “I mean, do you ever… you know, still get together?” Tom smiled a sad smile. “Sadly no. The group has a very strict rule, no singles. You must. I kneeled on the soft resting area that was there to relax and tan. I saw the shadow of my body and I turned me on. I opened my legs a little bit and I put my both hands on the mat. I slowly lowed my breast to the mat. It felt great and it sent a tingle to my pussy. I laid on my back and took my bra off. I looked at my breast since they have always been my favorite body part since I took after my mom’s large breast. I massaged them and I was letting out some light moans of pleasure. Then I. Without saying another word she opened my zipper and put her hands on my boxers, covering my growing cock through the fabric. With a hoarse voice she looked up at me ' get your pants and boxers off cause i cant wait to suck on that cock again' I didn't need more encouragement and in seconds in stripped down, for good measure i took my shirt and socks off. guys, never leave your socks on, really bad idea.she pushed me back in the couch and as soon as my ass hit the seat she had my cock engulfed.