She starts to ride me, letting my dick flow in and out of her. Under this logo on of the vans it said Ian Stead on one van and on the other van it said Paul Stead. Ian Stead turned to her and they kissed before she crossed the road and headed up the road to her house. I am not letting her lips away from mine as she evens the playing feel. I pull back from our kisses to make sure permission is granted. My fingers are now notably wet from her juices. As my hand continues to rub, our mouths start to become a little bolder. Slowly I can hear her let out a little moan between kisses. The energy is electric as we explore the each other’s flesh. Janice looked directly at me and said “Get inside me now. My fingers continue to trace on the fabric as I feel a wet spot start to form. I had nothing to do with the Steads, they lived a few houses up the street from me, they were a father and son who had their own plastering business. My hand returns to her back, and with confidence I reach down and grab her ass.
