I placed my middle finger in her pussy.Instantly she pulled her leg back, now my hand in between her both legs. Then I pressing her boobs with more pr...essure and stared to feel her clitoris with my left hand fingers. She is getting very much hot. Slowly I started to finger fuck her with my middle finger. Her pussy secretion lubricated my finger, it is going and coming out of her pussy. She started move her thighs on my my hand. I am pinching lightly her nipples in between pressing of her boobs. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson held off having kids until they were financially secure, and until Mrs. Johnson was able to be a stay-at-home mom and housewife. They had two children: a boy of 8 and a girl of 6. I asked, "But what about your kids?"She smiled. "What about the kids?" Well... but... will they be here when, you know, you are telling me what to do?" Of course they will be here when they're not in school. It is their home, after all. I'll just tell them the truth. That you want to be a mommy. She didn’t wear knickers but said that I could fondle her knockers and her arse if I would give her a slap and tickle. Translated it sort of meant that she didn’t wear panties and that I could play with her tits and ass if we had sex.The sex part was exactly what I had in mind. I removed the beer bottle from her pussy, stood up releasing my cock at the same time, and put my cock in deeper than that beer bottle had been. Stephanie was squatted right in front of me and I was standing right in. “Oh God, that’d be wonderful,” he groaned. I took my index finger, paired it with my middle finger and twisted them through my boyfriend’s arsehole. It looked and felt exquisite as I coiled them up inside him, worked them deeper and parted them to stretch his flesh. “Hmmmmm… I can’t believe we’re finally doing this,” he murmured, wriggling towards me. I’d never imagined being allowed to do anything like this to anyone – but it seemed like there was a whole new world of opportunity to explore. I.