The woman smiled, thrusting her perky ass out so that he could grab more of it. "Mmmmm," she murmured as he squeezed her asscheeks. "Glad you like it." Her dark eyes twin pools of open lust, she began to stroke the bulge beneath his trousers. "You're pretty nice yourself, mister," she praised.
Ross' c**k quivered and grew as the woman caressed him. "That feels damn good, dollface," he said. "But it would feel a whole lot better if you'd take it out and do that." She needed no prodding. Her hands shaking with eagerness, she unzipped his fly. Ross' big p***s sprang forth, stiff and hot and deeply-veined. As the brunette's fingers closed around his thick shaft with a firm and well-practiced grip, Ross' hands slid from her rounded buttocks up under her skirt. He pushed past the damp crotch of
