Ramsay fingered his helpless victim for several minutes until her big hips began to move. Then he withdrew his hand and stood between her heavy thighs..., pulling her hips close to the edge of the table to facilitate entry. He grasped his swollen penis and brought the throbbing head of his cock to the slit of her hairy vulva. She was so swollen and puffy down there that the head of his cock actually disappeared between her hair-wreathed pussy lips without even entering her vagina. He moved the. And, because Linda loved her own body, she paused to stand before the full-length mirror and admire her perfection. She winked at herself. She pursed her lips in a kissing motion. She could see, in the looking glass, how stiff and vibrant her nipples were. It surprised her slightly. She actually hadn't realized how horny Hank's letter had made her. Now she cupped her big, firm tits in her hands, lifting them and pressing them together into deep cleavage. Her thumbs swept back and forth across. Who could blame her?But suddenly here was a guy who’d do it properly. She sensed it. Women can. Because we crave it.He knew what she was just as much as I did, like a shark sensing blood in the water. It didn’t matter that she hadn’t ever told anybody that she got off on the idea of being screwed violently while bent double with the sole of a foot pressed into her cheek - He knew.His eyes gave away the salivating inner thoughts of a predator sensing prey. What was he thinking? Was it how he’d. We break free, her arms extend upward and I remove her jumper, her large breasts hidden by the brassière, she looks apologetically and whispers the words sorry. For what I enquire? ‘For my underwear’ ‘Don’t be silly’ as began to cup her full breasts, feeling the material of her brassière, feeling the heaviness of the breasts, wanting them, slowly I fondle her, not exposing them as some would, but allowing her to catch her breath of the moment we committed ourselves to the physical intimacy of.