He said standing ramrod straight, showing true pride in his name. "May I call you Kit?" She asked dropping a bag on the floor, “or do you prefer Kitsune?” she asked. "Go ahead. Most people call me Kit anyway," he tells her. "Sorry about my appearance. My spin class went a bit too long, and I didn't have time to shower... or change. Maybe later we can shower together." she suggests with a wink. Kit froze in shock at her suggestion. He had never showered with anyone, and his pants started to get tight in the crotch. "If...if you...you need to...to ch..ch..change, you can use...use my ro..oom.” he made fists with his hands working up some courage, “But only if...if I...I can watch” he said, the stutter he overcame back in wife middle school, rearing it's ugly head as he fought to control it. As they walked through the apartment, Dakota said “Wow your place is a mess. I need to get started, don't I?” looking directly into Kitsunes' eyes. "I...I don...don't clean mu...much.” He told her. DDD...do ya...you...waa...waa...want to sha...sha...shower first? He asked. "Oh def after, when I'm nice and sweaty. It's always better to get sweaty and dirty before you get clean,” she says giggling. The expression on her face changes, “Kit, relax. I'm just a regular girl.” She says putting her hand on his arm. “Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and relax,” she tells him. Kit closes his eyes and starts to inhale deeply as his nose is filled with a sexy earthy, lemony scent as a pair of soft lips press against his. Kit freezes as Dakota kiss him sweetly but with a touch of passion. Kit puts his hands on her upper arms and doesn't move for fear she will stop kissing him. After a few minutes, her lips leave his and Kit blinks several times, unsure what to do or say. “Now MILF that we got that out of the way, you should japanese be a little more relaxed, and calm,” Dakota tells him her hand resting on his forearm. Kit stood there trying to capture her scent again, as he looked at her. Dakota dropped her hand and said, "Well Kit here goes nothing...," as she pulls off her sports bra revealing her firm perky breasts with small pancake sized pink areola and slightly larger than a pencil eraser nipples that stood out about an inch when erect. She threw her bra at Kit and began to sway her hips, as she started sliding her almost form-fitting pants down her legs. Kit took the bra and inhaled her scent before setting it down to watch her lithe body sway to music only she could hear.. Kit licked his lips and stared mesmerized as her mons was exposed to Kits hungry gaze. Kit was grateful she was a natural blond with a narrow landing strip of pubic hair. She continued sliding the pants down, exposing he cute little slit. Her long, lean body was dressed in japanese black. You want that, don't you?" “Well that really sucks”. “Well, sure, sugar, if that’s what you want!” Sandy said, reaching up to squeeze and fondle Bekah’s sweet little tits! I start to bob up and down on his cock, it does not take very long and he is cumming, filling up my mouth and I have to swallow seven or eight times. He groaned out,"Oh fuck! WILLOWBUD 'It not only does that, but enhances her desires when she plays with them,' he said. "Here let’s see if you udders are leaking anything. It wasn't until after he'd made me cum three wife times that he finally let me go down on him. "Let us go right now or we'll scream." “Yes,” I said warily, “but I get to choose the dog, and the breed.” Problem was—I wasn’t biting. My wife was worried about our eldest daughter being a lesbian, and our youngest was MILF French-kissing her friend. We sat there a few minutes till most of the women had left. "Hmmmmmmm," said the Doctor as she leaned forward over my flaccid member and squeezed both hands into a pair of thin rubber gloves. “Sure, alright,” Emily said casually. “Hi there,” she says.