Only about fifty metres separated his house and hers. Then her jaw dropped. He had immediately lost his ability to do anything else but watch her slender tanned legs as they slid past each other in a sexy show of the utmost femininity. She walked lightly down the street, perfectly warm in her favourite pair of jeans and a light jumper on. He immediately began to work with his engorged dick as he watched in stunned silence as the beautiful, lithe form he stared at worked its way to a climax. “Look, I know you’re probably finding this pretty awkward but you don’t have to. He withdrew from their kiss as his neck was getting stiff from craning to reach her mouth and she straightened up and began to bounce on his cock. He began to thrust softly into her mouth. “I know,” he said. I shouldn’t have kept looking.”
“Wait a minute,” she said in a cool voice that as always sounded like honey pouring onto whipped cream.
