Liza’s First Time: The limo.
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Walking down the alley with three nude women: brown haired bouncy Liza, Tracey all legs and blonde tresses, and the red head Kara; Jeff and I were trying to figure how to get the girls to the van.“Should the girls wait in the alley, while we go ahead and bring the van here?” Jeff asked. “Hell no,” Tracey and Liza shouted at us. Tracey’s tee-shirt was shredded and wound around her nude body, Jeff carried her sun dress hanging from his pocket. “It’s not like we haven’t been walking around naked for an hour now,” Liza continued. Nude from nose to toes Liza’s halter was now twisted and tied in her hair, her mini skirt a sash at her waist. The noise from up ahead got louder, we were just a dozen feet from stepping out under the street lights. Kara slipped on her Tee, and it came well short of her trimmed kitty. “Shit, damned Calvin gave me an extra small.” Just as we stepped out into the street, Tracy bumped Jeff and I aside. rus escort “Let ’em look, it’s a nude party boys!” Shouts and cheers broke out as our girls turned out onto the side walk. Liza and Tracy twirled, their bare buns and naked nookie showed for the crowd. Jeff and I closed around little Kara as our girls strode on to the van. Jeff got his keys and hit the remote; up ahead the van’s side door slid open, and we hustled Kara in as our girls came along behind. I bundled into the back with Tracey’s pussy in my face, and gave her a nice hand up. Liza had already taken over the side love seat, with the blonde beside her. Kara bustled into the drivers seat. Jeff threw her the keys and we drove off as the crowd drifted off. Two drunk girls on the love seat in the back of the party van kissed, then stroked, then remembered they were naked. Jeff elbowed my ribs, “Dude yenimahalle escort hang on, we’re in for a hell of a ride.” Tracey whispered something to Liza, who whispered back. “You guys want more of a show, or what?” Liza asked. “I think we should go for the ‘Or what’,” I answered her and winked. “Then Jeff gets to pick A or B,” Tracey said. “Okay, then B.” “Plan B it is then,” and Liza crossed the van to sit on Jeff’s lap. Tracey patted the seat next to her. “Now you just let us do everything,” Tracey said and pushed her naked body atop mine. My hands greeted her with warmth and a sense of hurrying, moving all over her nude frame. The blonde thrilled under my touch, drew my hand down to her steaming slit. Her hands were undoing my pants, reaching in to pull me out. With a sure grip and a soft touch she began to stroke me slowly, all the way down and back again. On the other couch, Liza stretched out over Jeff’s lap, her skirt still bunched up at her waist, her bare muffin gleaming with her arousal. Jeff’s hands roamed over her soft mounds, then my girl’s hands pulled Jeff’s cock from his jeans, and she sat up in his lap. Her eyes locked on his even as her hands slid down, getting his member ready for pleasure. The van rocked and then we were stopped at a light and the girls switched over. Liza purred as she alighted on the couch next to me. Her hand stretched out to pull on my pecker. My hand drifted down between those naked legs, landed on smooth soft thigh, and moved upward to her naked nookie. Her soft hair cascaded over my belly, her lips encircled my manhood, her pussy thrilled under my hand. My hand pushed into her cleft, my fingers stroked up inside her pussy, my cock pulsed in her mouth. The van rode on through the streets of Memphis, little red-haired Kara at the wheel. Little bumps and stops added to the friction and fun. Over on the other couch Tracey had Jeff’s erection and slid her hot pocket onto him. “Hell of a first time, huh, lover?” she teased him. “Ok so we’re like, five or so minutes from the Club.
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