She looked shocked, but didn’t dare move, she went to speak, but held her tongue. His hand remained still but he looked her directly in the eye defy...ing her to object. When she offered no resistance, he began to slide his hand gently back and forward lightly across her openings, barely touching, yet still invading her privacy. She took a step back, and almost instantly his hand was on her shoulder holding her still. He pressed his hand between her legs again, and brushed back and forth, holding. "This is it!" He wondered if maybe he was still dreaming.Paul steadied his breathing and reached forward one more time. This time, as soon as he got close, the glove jumped up and engulfed his hand!"Ack!" He fell back and tried to shake it off. His hand felt like it was being swallowed up by a silk snake, working its way up his arm, sensuously caressing it as it gradually inched its way up higher and higher. Paul pulled frantically, but as soon as he got any kind of grip on the fabric, it would. .I knew I would love to feel her weight bearing down on me, and it wasn't too long before I started fantasising about her. I would mentally undress her while I was in bed, getting rock hard and stroking myself, daydreaming about undressing her down to her wonderful figure and worshipping it, and her. That was the start, once I got this into my head I couldn't help myself.Whenever I felt turned on and grabbed the opportunity to masturbate, she would be the object of my desires. This firmly. Ceras dutifully opened her mouth wide and stared up at him while he took his cock in his right hand and started pumping. The tip was inches from her waiting mouth and he was trying not to accidentally bump her teeth with his fist as he masturbated his cock."Here it comes, Ceras!" Ben exclaimed."Give it to me, Ben. Give me a mouthful of cum!" my wife encouraged Ben.The first blast of white cum went straight to the back of Ceras's mouth. You could tell she struggled just a bit to keep from.