. um I mean search her ... if there's a problem..." he offered.Denny looked back at Val. He frowned. "All right, I'll search you ... but remember, you... asked for this." he said darkly.His hands went to Val's underarms, his thumbs against the sides of her breasts. He slid them slowly down to her hips and knelt. He patted her front and rear pockets and then moved his left hand between her thighs, high up, pressing against her crotch. Her right foot shifted to widen her stance and she went up on. Gregg sucked on the magnificent mam with growing hunger. His lips clasped tightly on the nipple, his tongue rasping across its sensitive flesh. One hand moved up to hold her tit in place. His other hand massaged the free breast, hefting its weight and rubbing his thumb across the nipple. Heather moaned at his touch. What he lacked in technique, he more than made up for in enthusiasm. Gregg switched from breast to breast, not wanting to let either be left alone for more than a few seconds. If it. It was one of those moments you read about in books; one of those "across the room" revelations they try to depict in the movies. Her hands were rubbing me, then they slowly stopped as she looked into my eyes. That "something" was there again; the thing I'd felt in the shower with her on that second day after we met. I'd felt it since. Recently, I'd felt it more often, but I never even considered saying anything about it. I wasn't that kind of girl. Neither was she. Were we? Looking back on it,. She not just sucking, but also cuddling with my testicles…oh….oh…that was terrific.She sucked my cum out in a minute or so, and after she had the cum in her mouth, she pushed me on to the table,came over me, and guided my dick into her hairy vagina, and did her thing by moving up and down on my dick. As my cum was already eaten by her, my dick gradually began to shrink. By now she was sweating, and breathing hard.Sudenly, I felt a burning densation on my dick, and this was because, she sucked.