And at other times the hand resting just below her pussy created so much warmth and desire in her that she let her knees sag and hung by her wrists in... an effort to lower her steaming labia onto the enticing thumb. But she kept each foot on the spot where she had originally placed it.Her body was more difficult to control, nor did she try very hard. She twisted her hips and, from time to time, her shoulders. In those intervals of peak enjoyment, she found herself either thrusting forward or. Her well shaped legs came to a junction covered with a soft looking blonde thatch, all of it separated with a slim waist that showed no signs of motherhood.I watched as she reached in her closet and pulled out a little pink and white see through top with a tiny pair of very sheer matching panties before slipping it on very slowly as if putting on a show just for me. Her nipples showed clearly through the top and the little thong allowed wisp of blonde hair to protrude from either side.She moved. " He nodded and returned to his position between her spread legs and began to untie the drawstring of his own breeches. She watched with eyes wide with apprehension and some excitement as he removed his boots and the final article of clothing. She blushed, her cheeks a bright red, and she looked everywhere else but at him. He frowned, slipping his fingers into her entrance to test and felt her wriggle and whimper. He rested his hands flat on the ground beside her shoulders, holding up his upper. My ass began to sting but I knew I derserved this. After about 15 swats, he stop spanking me. "You got a nice ass in those panties whore and watching you wear he panties that I fucked her this morning got me horny." I heard the unmistaken sound of him unzipping is pants. "Ok slut, turn around and I am sure you know what to do." I hesitated. "And if you don't, not only will I beat the shit of you, but I am going to tell my wife that you proposition me." I had no chance. He was about 50.