Breasts were gently rubbed through their bra and their firm hard butts were stroked."Should I take off my bra?" Beth asked."No, leave it on. I find se...xy lingerie a real turn on," Daria stated."Me too," Beth responded."So are you ready for dessert?" Daria questioned."Yes," the teenager hissed.Daria escorted Beth to the large leather chair and bade her sit. The cool leather felt good against Beth's bare butt and thighs as she settled into the chair. Daria then placed Beth's smooth and shapely. He was such a good kisser. And with his mouth on my mine and his hands where they were, no pain or task was going to make me stop now. I never noticed his hand leave my pussy until I felt my leg being lifted in the air and his mouth leave mine. I began to whimper in protest, still wanting to kiss him. But I stopped when I felt the head of his cock at the entrance of my now dampened pussy. He cupped his body around mine as he slowly entered, my whimper now being replaced by a soft moan that. It would still be three or four hours before Jerry would get off work, so I took a knife and barely cut through the outer rind. When the 3inch circle came off, I plunged the knife into the center and twisted it around, making a hole about a half inch across. It was easily reamed out with my thumb, to the size hole my hard cock would fit through.Paul laughed as he watched, but when I pushed ol’ Fat Boy through, and down into the warm seed cavity, he started working on the other cantaloupe.. If any of our neighbours were looking, I am not sure what they would have made of the scene.Once inside my wife turns to me. “Upstairs, I want you to pile the pillows from our bed in the centre and lay over them bottom uppermost.”“Oh, really has this not gone far enough?” “That is one extra stroke making seven. Do you want to do what you are told, or should I drive us back to Mistress's house?” I knew I was beaten. I have seen that look of determination on my wife’s face before. I slowly.