Less talking and more fucking. I like suggesting nasty and imaginative stuff to do and seeing a guy go for it and appreciate just pure raw sex and mut...ual pleasuring with no guilt, no embarrassment, and no regrets. Yesterday, I was in a gas station and saw a really hot guy in very tight jeans that showed a nice large bulge in his crotch. I was wearing short shorts, and I have a really nice tight ass. We were inside the store. So I stood close to him and rubbed one of my butt cheeks and smiled at. ” She pulled herself together and pouted at my embarrassment. “What must you think of me?”She leaned into me; kissing me; I could taste the drink on her lips!Now I understood; I’d never seen her drunk! She lost her balance a little, rolling into me and snuggled her cheek into my chest. Her leg slid over mine and I could feel her crotch against my thigh. My cock expanded which pressed against her. “Jesus! Is that for real?” she murmured. I ran my hand down her back, she shivered, pushing against. She grabbed the hanger down from its perch on the railing above the door, and said "Just put the vacuum cleaner under the stairs. I'll change and be right out."Her bedroom door was just opposite the closet, but she closed the door most of the way, and I couldn't see anything. But we continued talking.She began. "Sometimes I'm just in such a mood, and I like to show off, a little. Well, maybe a lot, actually. I think it's a reaction to my ugly duckling years when I was a teenager." Well, those. “I hope you don’t mind my forwardness,” said Christina. “Jacob and I really do have a thing for older women. You see, we are both a little bit kinky and have found that older women are much more open minded and into things than people our age. I have been fantasising about being with you and have been telling Jacob about your big boobs,” she added. I could see now that she was apprehensive about how I would respond, but I allayed her fears, by putting my hand gently on her thigh and moving.