Grown-up hottie Hatsumi Kudo is one talented boner sucker

I came back with an ice cube from the cooler and traced the outline of her panties with it, to her shivering delight. “Okay, I think you've had enough fun. Why don't you go get changed for dinner.” I said to her, leaving the melting ice in the center of her chest, each drip coursing around her nipples. Elysa sighed in relief and slowly sat up. She reached behind her to tie mature her top back on. “Uh-uh!” I interrupted. “I never said you could do that.” “But..” she looked off at the tent, then back at me. Her slight annoyance faded to a look of sassy determination. She pinched together the strings on her bottoms and slowly stood up, somehow keeping her dangling top in place. Once standing, she looked at me and raised her eyebrows proudly. “Very good.” I said. She crept delicately towards exotic the tent, looking around to see if anyone was watching her. The other campers had settled in to their dinners and fire-circles, though they were all still clearly within sight. From the picnic table, I watched her step slowly, deliberately, like a hunting cat, her eyes darting back and forth. The sight was japanese oddly arousing, and I found myself rubbing my cock as I looked on. Elysa was nearly to the tent when a wind kicked up and blew her top to the side. Instinctively, she reached up to grab it, realizing too late that in doing so she had let go of her panties. They fell to the ground and she stood nude for an instant. “Aiieee!” She cried out in surprise as she sprinted at the tent and dove in, laughing at herself as she rolled on the air mattress. Looking around, I saw her scream had caught the attention of our neighbors. I don't know what they saw, but I'm pretty sure the boy's eyes were wide as a startled deer. A few minutes later she emerged, dressed in a small zip-up sweatshirt, yoga pants, and flip flops. She'd folded down the waistband of her tights to show her hipbones and midriff, and had only zipped the shirt halfway. I could see enough of her tanned chest to notice she had nothing on under it. She fetched her panties off the ground and came up behind me with a hug. Placing her hand on my crotch and lightly stroking my cock over my shorts, she whispered into my ear, “I like this game.” I turned to face her, smiled, and pulled her zipper a couple of inches lower. “Good. I like it too.” After dinner I built a campfire while Elysa cleaned up the dishes. A few other groups had settled in to the campground for the weekend, and a buzz of activity – music, drinking, laughing – began to rise around the lake rim as the light dimmed. My suspicions asian were also confirmed when I noticed the teenage son of our neighbors was walking past our site to the bathroom with conspicuous frequency, each time not-so-cleverly stealing glances at Elysa's revealing outfit. I was a little disappointed that we weren't going to have total privacy tonight, but a little excited now that I'd seen what fun we could have without it. Elysa finished cleaning and joined me by the fire, tossing a japan wool blanket over her legs and slinking back into her camp chair. I lit a joint and passed it to her. She took a puff, and blew tight smoke rings up at the sky. She handed the joint back and stretched out. The flames licked her bare chest with flashes of orange light, shadows playing on the subtle curvature of her A-cups. As the weed kicked in, she idly skimmed her fingers up and down along the zipper of her shirt, humming to herself with pleasure and amusement. Brynn kicked off her shoes, crawled next to me, then turned over onto japanese her back. “You liked sucking me, didn’t you.” I looked up at him…our eyes met…we smiled. sound of things I’d say you really wore out my daughter tonight” By a man not a stupid boy but by a man” She glared at me, red faced. Sheri insisted exotic on paying half the tab. I made a bee line for the free seat in the far back corner. I served four years in the United States Air Force, mostly in Japan and Vietnam.” So, assuming you marry the Major, she will take care of me out there and you will take care of madam here. “I was a few seconds behind you.” Now, though, two japan tongues flicked out at my lips and the tender skin of my pussy. We both knew this night would change the course of our friendship forever. He grabbed my hip, working me. Then his hand stroked across my rump like he was adjusting something. Molly's smile slipped. She was an investigative reporter and weekend anchor on the local news. Love that smell. Another slender, black headed woman, appeared next to a now shocked, very wide eyed Artemis. “Ok ok, yes we’ve made out and mature yes I’ve seen her…err..down there, but no asian we haven’t done it yet.” I sat on the ground. Anyway, one question triggered a response from me. That question was to ask me if I could lick my own pussy. The blonde girl sat across the aisle from us in the junior section.