"Well get your trousers off, I'm ready."I still wasn't sure if this was just a trick to get me to drop my trousers and then she cry rape."All in good ...time. First you get on the bed, or better still take off the dress." No, the dress stays on. I have guests downstairs and I don't want to get dressed again, but I'll get onto the bed if that is what you want, but I would much prefer it if I was on top."She crossed over the room and hitched her dress up and knelt on the bed. I hoped I was doing the. Carol arrived at Duncan's house in a smart top and white trousers and as Duncan had only seen her in 'business' attire before, except when she was naked of course, he had her do a little twirl and he gasped when he saw how tightly the trousers stretched across her large backside."Fuck, your arse looks good in those," complimented Duncan."You will be seeing my arse out of them in a minute but I have got some bad news, I can't stay the night," said Carol.That news deflated Duncan a bit, although. Pete aimed for her asshole and eased it in, exhaling with ecstasy as he inched his massive rod into her ass. My wife moaned loudly into a pillow as he was getting deeper and deeper into her ass. As soon as Pete had each inch of his cock deep into her ass, my wife flipped her head back and screamed, “God YES.” Pete looked into the camera and smiled, “All the way in man. All the way in.” His massive hands palmed each ass check of Stacey’s. His hands dwarfed her ass checks, as he spread her cheeks. . oh Jesus, I'm gonna come!" Shut up, Goddamn it," he whispered severely. "Keep your damned mouth closed, you hear? We can't take chances."She lay in a pool of sweat and her thick black hair was utterly disheveled. She clamped her lips tightly together to keep herself from making any noise. Her eyes seemed to roll back in her head from the effort. Her face was contorted in a tense grimace of passion that made Curt's temperature rise higher and higher just to look at her. She wasn't his daughter.