Mark and Erica hit it off like they’d been life-long friends. With one hand on the back of her neck, the other lifted her nightie and rubbed his fingers against her pussy lips. She was on the shorter side — maybe 5-2 — and not an ounce of extra fat. “Oh baby. He tried to convince himself that she wiggled her cute ass a little bit more just for him. Erica unzipped Mark’s pants and pulled out his cock. “Now then, how did I last see you?” Paige said. No it’s not!,” Erica shrieked. Thirty minutes later, Mark was at Erica’s apartment door, knocking with a bottle of wine in each hand. Paige climbed on top of Mark in a cowgirl position and started to rock back and forth. You know how to take care of a woman.”
Mark moved his kisses from Paige’s wonderful tits down to her stomach. Erica smiled. On the drive home he saw a restaurant he’d been to a few times and told himself a burger and a beer would be good right now. She pulled her hand out of her pants and went
