You slide my panties totally off so that you can have free access to mysex. I reach down to stroke your hair while you pleasure me. After awhile you... lean back so that you can reach into your desk drawer to pullout a tube of lubrication, continuing to pleasure me, running your hand upand down my "clit". You squirt some into your hand so that you can rub itinto my opening. You gently slide your finger into me, getting me readyfor your hardness, all the while still stroking me. I writhe with. Fuzzy has a highly developed sense of smell. At least as good as a bear. Don’t forget. He relies on all of his senses. And that includes smell. He can smell your pipe tobacco, your ivory soap, the mint in your toothpaste. That obnoxious plastic odor is something that he knows belongs exclusively to humans. He’s been watching you and others like you put these things in place. And as far as he’s concerned, if it’s got anything to do with humans, it isn’t good for him. And he’ll associate that. This time her kicking sent the shorts and panties flying across the room. I pulled my own pants down and plunged myself into her. She couldn't have been a virgin, not in this neighborhood, but she was the tightest woman I ever experienced. Soon her natural juices began flowing and the feeling was exquisite. Her firm young body and the tight pussy were a pleasure beyond de***********ion. I tightened my grip on her throat until her eyes bulged and her tongue stuck out. I put my lips over hers and. "Steve shook his head. This was getting more surreal by the minute. Were all the women kinky? Looking back, only Toni hadn't asked for anything unusual. He'd stayed vanilla with Susan, but he hadn't given her a chance to ask for anything. Individually, Rachel and Latisha had been pretty straightforward, except for the voyeur/exhibitionist thing, and Latisha's cleaning of Rachel.He shook his head again; enough woolgathering, he had a nervous woman to calm, and to abuse. He stood up, and moved to.