Mark and I talked while Jerry returned to the kitchen. You’ll mess my makeup.” “Let’s not kiss, then,” he said. Xnxx But, it is our special Friday night visits that are, well, the icing on the cake. I squatted down to where my cunt was against the gear shift knob. “You bastard,” I breathed at him. I could feel the coolness from my wetting pussy and popped the cork on the wine he had sent…waiting for the door bell to ring…taking a sip or two of the wine to get a head start and I was completely ready for our evening of lovemaking. “So, how are we hitting it off?” he asked. Bare legs, bare bottom, no frills. I was so hot and wet and wine-warm that I guess I was easy. What had Jerry planned? I wanted this thing deep in me and could feel Mark thrusting hard now. I parted my legs and moved down a little…one ear on the kitchen in case Mark was lying to me but my eyes closing and enjoying the feelings this stranger’s fingers sent through me, parting my wet cunt lips.
