“Ohhhhhhhh fffffuuuuuccckkkk, Matt,” she said as she pulled him out and retreated her hips. She again met my gaze with eyes wide open and her mout...h open gasping for more.“Perfect baby, you’re doing great.” I said. “I want you both on your side. Turn to face me. Matt wrap one hand underneath her and reach up to grab her breast. Kiss her neck and with your other hand place it on her hip to pull her into you. Baby, grab his cock and bring it to your pussy to look as if you’re helping him guide him. Underneath them I am wearing smooth black stockings held up with a black lacy garter belt, trimmed with some red bows. Matching the garter belt is a tiny G-string, barely holding my bulge.Once I am undressed and standing before you in my sexy lingerie, you remove the dressing gown you had on.You look fantastic, the turquoise basque and black stockings are so sexy and the liitle turquoise and black panties only just conceals your cock.You then show me your collection of magazines which are in a. ..you’d think the slut hadn’t had cock for weeks...yet she had had two last night...Beth was squatting over the guys dick...riding it. Yeah the drive down the mindless highway had been well worth it. She was squeezing cock with her pussy muscles. Her quick happy wetness didn’t surprise her...it was herself and she felt great. With her pony tail swishing; she embraced the filling swelling feeling of her inner space filled.... she was cock complete in short...cock dominated in her lustful. I was old enough to be aware I shouldn’t do these things as society frowned upon them, but it was such a thrill. There was a wrinkly old man with a walking stick who lived down my road. Often when I passed his house he’d be outside trimming his immaculate front lawn he was handsome like an old regal war hero. I would always readjust my bra in front of him – move my growing tits around inside the bra cups and tweak my nipples a little. He would always look up and smile at me when I passed; I.