This time it wasmy turn to sigh.To my surprise, and delight, Mrs. Dietel began to rotate her hips. Asthe first of my thrusts drove home, she groaned ...loudly and I enjoyedwatching the uninhibited jiggling of her breasts. My hunger showed inmy animal thrusting as I drove again and again into her wet folds,placing her stocking-clad legs upon my shoulders, pressing her kneesall the way to her chest.Slowly, Thea began to drift out of her stupor and began to react to myenjoyment. Firstly, her. After she made the bed, she went to the bathroom. She wiped her vagina until it was dry and, curious about what had happened, smelled the toilet paper. "That doesn't smell like urine", she said, more confused than ever. Somehow, while thinking about those sexual things and touching herself, she had peed, but it wasn't pee. Katie didn't know what to think, but she needed to figure it out, because touching herself like that had been amazing. But first, now that she was calmed down, she wanted to. He took a step nearer and guided his throbbing pole towards my mouth.“Not yet!” I said sharply. He looked disappointed.“You said you’d do something for me”, I reminded him.“Sure, what? Anything you want”. He replied desperately.“Kneel down!”He did as I instructed.“Lick my pussy!” I ordered him.He leant forwards and cautiously pressed the tip of his tongue against my hot, swollen cunt.A surge of electricity coursed through my body. He began to explore the glistening, velvety folds of. We picked at our Chinese food I’d had delivered earlier, but by now it was long cold and greasy. We decided to call it a night. Chloe told me how we should proceed. ‘Well, it’s pretty logical, really. All we have to do is go through her old photographs, notebooks…does she have a date book?’ I laughed and pulled out an appointment she’d jotted down on the very delivery menu we’d used to order the Chinese. ‘Ah, not the organized one I see. Oh, well, we’ll figure it out.’ I knew Chloe was.