“Will you let me fuck you then?”Fuuurrrck! Just like that, straight out. She grasped my hand, dragging me indoors to a bedroom at the back of her ...very old fashioned bungalow. In there she just started taking off her clothes. Nodding and smiling I should do the same. I stripped my T shirt off but she stopped me, coming and ripping my jeans down. I don’t wear underwear, so my cock snapped up at full mast. Daphne, chuckled throatily, flopped back onto the bed and pulled me down between her mature. I tell you that I have a surprise for you upstairs, and lead you up, walking ahead, knowing you'll sneak a peek up my skirt. Halfway up the stairs you can't resist, you pull on my hand to stop my ascent and you walk up two more stairs to meet me, kissing my neck you slide both hands along my body, your right one skimming my breasts and the left hand skimming along my back and butt. Then both hands exploring... your right hand slips along my slit from the front as your left hand runs along my. As she entered, her staff all curtsied politely.She ignored them."Good afternoon," she said in the husky voice I instantly recognisedfrom the phone. "Are you the Mrs Hunter who telephoned earlier?" Sheoffered her hand and I shook it. She was rather strong and didn't letgo. I only had time to blurt out "y...y yes," as she whisked me intothe office."Sandra, bring coffee!," she bellowed. "Alison, bring the list ofavailable girls. Carol, get on with that work and if it's notfinished by 4 o'clock,. She turned to me and said she had never cummed somany times before in her life or as hard, she wasconvinced that she’d creamed herself. I just smiled andasked if she was ready for round two. She just turned her back to the wall and wiggled herass. I grabbed the cock coming through the hole androlled a condom on it and lined it up to my wife’s nowsloppy cunt.This one was longer but not as fat as the first one hadbeen, only this one belonged to a white guy. Lisa tookher mouth off the.