Instinctively she leaned in, gave his glans a light kiss, lightly caressed his rigid cock, her fingers lightly squeezing, thrilling to its hardness, its rigidity. When she raised herself to her upright rocking motion Andy reached out and began fondling her breasts, squeezing her hard nipples lightly, feeling her body shake each time he did it. What is she going to feel? There followed in quick succession the quiet unzipping of a dress, the thin sound of fabric sliding on skin, the clinking sound of Andy’s belt on the floor, muffled slightly by the plumping sound of more clothes falling. And then there was something else, something totally unanticipated by him and, he realized, probably by Sam as well. With that her body began to shake as it felt his growing length, as her muscles tightened around him, bathing his cock in her hot juices. All the while he was amazed at how wet she was, how easily his shrouded cock moved in her and even through the thin latex he could feel her heat, the tight hold with which her vaginal muscles reflexively gripped his rigid cock.
