They looked brand new, but in my mind, they didn't smell new. Oh, how id love to be able to smell her odorous socks. My mind began to daydream for a f...ew seconds, 'til I noticed she was taking off her smelly,sweaty socks.She tucked them inside her sneakers. Her feet were perfect. They looked delicious glistening in the afternoon sun. The young woman got up and walked over to the kiddie fountain and walked around in the shallow water that had collected at the bottom. All I could do was stare at. There are some things about which you have no choice whether to be patient or do something. Your twenty-first birthday will come twenty-one years after you are born; no sooner and no later. The Fourth of July celebration will come on the Fourth of July; no sooner and no later. You may have an anticipatory celebration, but it isn't a Fourth of July celebration. Eighteen years after you are born you gain the right to vote.There are many other things that may actually require patience, especially. Still sucking her nipple, he reached down with one hand and groped for the tab of her fly. When he found it he tugged down and the zipping sound seemed as loud as a gunshot. He stuffed his hand into her panties and ran his fingers through the lush fleece of her pussy hair. It was as far as he could go. Her jeans were too tight against her skin."Help me pull down my pants. Help me!" she groaned, wriggling her hips and pushing at her jeans with her hands. She lifted her ass high off the car. Damn, she was good, I thought.I said nothing else, as I tried valiantly to keep my eyes on the road. I figured that if I ignored her, she would get bored and stop teasing me. I was wrong. As I glanced over as furtively as possible, I could see that she had pulled her thong to one side, and had buried two fingers from her other hand deep inside her hairless pussy. I had to reach down between my own legs and squeeze my erection a few times; such was the height of my arousal. Finally, in a.