The wig is one of several I have...thought you might like a bit of roleplay." She stepped to the edge of the bed, and pulled back the covers revealing... my full erection. "Mmmm...guess you do like me this way, huh?" she asked. Her full breasts were prominent under the sheer nylon fabric of the nightie, as was the hip hugger panty under it. She reached down and took my penis in her hand, lightly stroking it. "For now, I am a horny twenty one year old vixen who needs to play with your twenty one. I kept thrusting my rod back and forth inside her wet pussy, while it was leaking all over both of our thighs. She started to yell and grunt with each stroke, she felt so tight. In her mind I was the first man that had really filled her up and was making her feel like a woman. She wanted more, she wanted me to keep opening her up, keep pounding her until I gave her my seed. Scratching an itch she never realized she had. I wanted to make her earn it, so I flipped us over and told her ‘It’s your. I caressed his back, shoulders, and flanks, and kissed him all over. I had never felt so satisfied in my life. After a few minutes he lifted his head from my breasts where he had laid it after he came. He smiled at me, and it wasn’t the ‘Ha, I just got laid!’ look that I had seen on the faces of my former partners. Instead it was a kind of conspiratorial look, like he and I shared some secret the rest of the world wasn’t in on. ‘Mmm, that was good, baby,’ I whispered. I was feeling that. ” “Have a seat on the couch. I’ll be right there,” she said from the kitchen. I went into the living room and sat down. She followed with two cups of coffee, setting the cups down on the table in front of the couch and then sitting down next to me, sitting down so closely our thighs touched. I tried not to look nervous and started to make small talk but she interrupted. “I wore this just for you this morning. Do you like it?” She loosened the belt of the peignoir and let it fall open, reaching.