“John, I want to see your meat.” He reached down with one hand and unzipped, then reached into his pants and pulled it out the top. It’s…” I reached his ass and started pulling him into me, and he got the rhythm and we were pumping together. XXX “She said that I might want to be more careful about closing my curtains.”
“Shit” I said. “Have you ever crotch fucked?” John said, “Maybe a couple of times. John knelt down and loosened my pants, then pulled them down. I squeezed my thighs together as hard as I could, which was doing the trick on him. John and I wasted no time. She asked if the red truck was yours and I said yes.” John paused then, and I gave him a ‘so what then?’ look, and he continued. At the front door, John left on the hallway light.
