Baby oil! “A girl likes to hear those things.”
“You… you… have really nice tits.”
Mel smiled a little smile at him. “We’re not married. “Put your hand on my breast.”
He happily complied, cupping her.. “Your ass, Daddy. Then, her hands moved lower. Now.”
Deftly, I one-handedly unzipped my slacks and pulled my raging erection out for her to admire and fear. “You ready for one last go, Taylor?” She said. “Oh God… Oh God…”
He must have been orgasming because I could tell Mel was swallowing. Her perfect hourglass figure just looked incredible, especially with my cock going in and out of her well-oiled asshole. You need to go slower, a LOT slower! Couldn’t have done it without her. Need anything?”
“I need your mouth very badly, sweetie. And it’s time we all get back to the party.”
She began to collect her things, well, there really wasn’t much, the dress and her heels. Not jocks or anything. What’s he doing calling me on a Friday night? The tip of her tongue grazed the head, then she put her lips on his stomach.
