She broke just as I roundedthe point. Now that you've lost the bet, crawl over here and kiss me likethe slave you are."Suddenly I was furious, all my ...fear was gone, I was mad as hell and notgoing to take it any more. I saw a large applicator of crazy glue, andtwisting off the stopper squirted it generously on the proffered rear.Bettina squealed at the cold and turned a bit to quickly as I dropped tomy rear and swept my leg against her knees. She slapped the tile floorwith a wet plop and. So we reached home it was already 11 in the night. She told me that she wanted to try all her skirts and tops so I nodded and smiled.So she went to the room and came back. She was wearing a transparent white top from which I could see her bra clearly and a blue skirt which was not even covering her thighs properly.I was awestruck. She asked me how she looked and I had ni words I just stood there and kept looking at her. I could feel a hard on in my boxers and she noticed it. She asked me what. ", was my smart-ass comment. They could get to big though. We stood and fondled each other. She had reached back and pulled the towel up, taking my cock and balls in her hands and playing with them. They started to warm and as they did my cock hardened again. All while trying to get us both dry. My hands were all over her breasts then ran down across her stomach. She had kids and it had a slight bulge that I liked. I grabbed a handful and pulled at her until she jumped then slid it under her. “You’re fucking me, you’re really fucking me!” It was a turn-on hearing this and pushed me closer to blowing my load.Gemma suddenly levered herself off my cock. Hurriedly grabbed my hand, and pulled me around the corner to her bed. She pushed me onto the bed. The cover felt nice on my skin. I glanced down, and my cock was still solid. Gemma ran her hands down my legs. She had a clear intention of getting on top of me, and riding me, but I didn’t expect her to do it in this fashion. She stood up.