.loving and creative....and nicely limber. He may not have ever done time as a real cowboy back home in Texas, but believe me, he could have! He knew ...how to ride a wildly bucking filly-me!By this point, everyone at the station was aware of our budding romance. In a workplace the size of ours, things like that don't stay secret for very long. Jennifer seemed to be very happy for us, and so did Les. I think Herb was a little jealous (and here I thought all his lust was directed toward Jennifer).. It’s true what she says, it will help her doubts and fears and it will help mine as well. Anyway, I watched them making love to each other. It was beautiful. I didn’t find it very stimulating sexually despite all these stories about how exciting it can be watching women making love to each other. Their lovemaking was gentle, tender, thoughtful, lots of moving together, holding each other. Almost like a dance. It was full of whisperings, stroking, caressing. They didn’t use anything, only their. I was spent and wanted to lie down, but didn’t because I wanted to look at her tits and pussy. I could see my cum running out of her pussy. She got up and just stood there in front of me and massaged my cock and I played with her tits and put my hand between her leg and felt her wet pussy and my cum running down her leg. She went into the bathroom and I just stood there hoping she would come out naked. She came out all cleaned up and had a wash cloth and washed off my cock and hand. She. Carol fell flat on the table, her body convulsing in one huge orgasm. The muscles in her body rippled from head to toe as she came and came. Her hands instinctively went to her clit and she frigged herself hard making the orgasm last as long as possible. The biker gang backed off and watched in amazement as Carol lay there panting, cum still oozing from between her lips. "Wow, what a hot fucking cunt." "No shit." "I.