"

She pulled a bottle of champagne out of the fridge and grabbed one of the joints I'd rolled of the top of the dresser. 

"We can have a dri...nk, order a meal and relax," she said.



I was feeling very mellow as the wine, champagne and hooch took effect and relaxed my mind. Sharon was lying back on the lounge looking very happy as the mobile buzzed to life. I had been looking at the photos of the two and we both went for the phone at once. I was quicker though.

"Hello," I said.

"Hi. It's. She gently pushes himback, smiles up at him, and getting to her knees, slowly, her hands undohis pants, so that his now firm cock falls out.She strokes him lightly as she reaches the floor with her knees,grunting as she feels the floor hard and cold beneath her. Then goesback to the warm all male hardness in her hand. She mumbles, "You feelso good, I want you so bad," and then opens her mouth; her hand stillstroking with a firm grasp she brings him into her warm moist open mouthuntil they work. "I can't see any problem with that."So there I was, sitting at the airport, amidst two hundred other people waiting for Flight 1203. It was the middle of the damn night and icy cold out. I had arrived at three in the morning just to be sure, much to the amusement of my bunkmates. "Bobby wants pussy bad," Derek Mathews guffawed, making lewd gestures with his fingers."At least I don't have to fuck the barrel of my M-16 when I want some," I sniped right back, to loud roars of laughter.Derek. After a couple of strokes on my hard cock with her hand, I moved one hand down and took over with the hand she had on her pussy, by rubbing my hand down between her bald pussy and her hand.When Joanne got her hand out of my hand's way, I stuck a couple of fingers into her wet pussy and got my fingers good and wet, then pulled them out of her pussy and moved it up and over her clit real lightly and lightly rubbed her clit, a few strokes across it then stuck my fingers back into her wet pussy and.