I step closer to him, turn around and push my short, tight skirt over my hips and down my toned thighs, allowing it to drop to the floor. I twist my b...ody to face him and casually walk around the chair, my nails gently scr****g along his neck as I walk. I straddle him, his hard cock is pressing against my pussy through his trousers. I grind into him...I return to stand with my back to him, circling my hips as I start to remove my black silk brassiere and place my arm to cover my 32D breasts, my. "Hmmmmmm?", I responded, her words not really sinking in. "You have a G spot, or, more correctly, a P spot...in your bum. I've been reading about it and it sounds interesting", she continued. I opened my eyes to see her eyes twinkling mischievously as she smiled at me. Her smile always melted away any negative thoughts I had, and I instinctively knew we would be discovering my P spot together, eventually. Over the next few days, I surfed the internet for P spot information, and was becoming. She was so happy to listen that we went into her home and started arranging the luggage and was talking the whole time i was staring at her superb figure she too noticed it and i think she likes it too there was no power. She was getting sweat all over her body makes it easier for me to see her beautiful body it’s like she came out from shower and wear night dress so awesome love that time just like that 3 hours went away we talked a lot she become more free with me like if we are friends told. There was no going back now. I slid my hand inside the warm and inviting opening. I now felt the softness of his blue boxer shorts and the warmth and smoothness of his groin. Through soft cotton, I felt his balls, small and tightly bunched, a boys balls, I thought. I searched for an opening to his shorts but I couldnt find one in the restricted space in which I was obliged to explore. But through the material, I could still feel the tufts of pubic hair around the base of his organ, now hard and.