She undid his pants and pulled them down to his knees. His cock sprung right out and she immediately grabbed onto it. "Oh, Jack, you still like to get... kinky with your lady?" My eyes focused on Christa's left tit, but it was only inches away from Jack's cock with was a decent size at about eight inches. "I love you, baby," Christa said, just before she bent down and took his cock in her mouth. "Oh, I love you too, sexy lady," Jack moaned, as his hands found their place atop of her head. My eyes. You look up at me, smiling, loop your thumbs through the spaghettistraps of your sundress, pulling them off your shoulders. Your ampletits spill out. You cup your full breasts, then look up at me. “Like theview?”I nod, the bulge is obvious in the front of my slacks.“Then show me.”I don’t need any more permission. I slowly unbuckle my belt, thenunbutton, unzip my slacks, pushing them down over my hips, letting themfall to the floor, then, do the same with my boxers, my hard cockbobbing as the. At least in our game. During the second intermission, the network cut over to show Calgary scoring on the Red Wings. Steve got tense and quiet. A little pale too.That's when it hit me. He was watching the Avalanche game. His favorite team was playing at the same time and he could have been watching them at a sports bar if not here in his own place. Instead, he was watching their biggest rival.And he'd done it last weekend too. What did it take for a die hard Red Wings fan to give up watching. Her mumbles faded into groans and gurgles, as her right hand became a blur between her pussy and her clit, ending when she suddenly sagged back with a long "OOOohhhhhhhh".I was breathing faster myself, and I watched in fascination as she took some toilet paper and dabbed at her sweaty face and chest, then sat up and flushed the toilet, using the spray like a bidet. I couldn't get enough of this, but suddenly something happened that made me freeze. I felt a hand on my crotch.Now understand my.