I spanked her ass while smooching, and pressed her boobs hard. She was rubbing her hand on my back and my ass and then my chest.Now she was opening up... and bought her hand on my dick and started to play with it on top of my towel. I removed my towel and she got shocked seeing that it was so big. She held it and started stroking it. I removed her kurti and her pyjama and started rubbing her vagina over her panty. I bent down and started licking her pussy over her panty. She was enjoying. I pulled. I watched her in the review as she walked across the parking lot and around the car. She got in and said hello and I asked if she wanted to go for a drive. She nodded and we headed out.I started driving through the neighborhood near the store and we began an uneasy conversation. I learned that she was from a nearby town and comes to Richmond when she dresses because she won't get outed. She told me that she had never been with a man and was a little nervous. I asked her if she wanted to go. There is something very intimate about a slow dance. For me it had always been a prelude to sex. Prior to that day I had never slow danced with a man that I did not intend to fuck. As I looked at my 6' 1" 15 year old son, I was reminded of his prick of a father. A condescending, selfish bastard who left me when he found out I was pregnant. I hated him for that, to this day, but damn if he was not a pretty man. Whenever he held me, I would get these little sweats, and flutters. My pussy would. With every hour. The suckling deepthroating grew rougher and rougher. * oral sex lasting hours my whiteness glowed. Breasts became hard. As she gave me a handjob and blow. Pulling me to her vagina I gave her oral sex,’ fuck me’ she whispered..as I gazed at her plump breasts. Biting...nibbling.. my tongue found her vagina and went high in herblowing her inside her vagina with wet cool breaths. Blowing her vagina softly with cool breaths..licking the tip of her vagina. And kissing her tip. With.