Shetook his suit jacket, shirt and undershirt off and laid themcarefully on the desk. Then she took the black long line bra she had brought in with ...herand got it on him, stuffing the cups with plenty of tissue. Thenshe took her blouse and camisole off and soon had them on him. Shesaid his bottom should match his top, so quickly she had his shoes,socks and pants off. She got the slip and skirt on him then had him sit while she putblack nylon knee highs on him. He almost laughed out loud as. I stepped back and turned around. Ensuring that I could still see my wife and Jeff but that they could not see me. As I turned Sara dropped to the floor on her knees and was now stroking my cock in both hands as she slipped the head of my hard cock into her tight warm mouth. Her lips were parted as far as they could and this allowed my thick member access to her small tight mouth. She was now working my heavy balls in one hand while controlling my thrust with the other. My eyes were now locked. My hand was trembling slightly. She had sensed my urgency and her hand had stilled on my cock, just squeezing it lightly and very gently easing my foreskin back so she could lightly rub my glans with one of those fantastically cool fingers. The gulp of beer I had swallowed and the brief respite she had given me enabled me to go off the boil. I hitched my hips forward a fraction pushing my cock up through her hand, giving her the signal to carry on. With practiced ease her hand resumed its. A lot of it sounds like baby talk, and he is addressing her as Molly-chan, so he has definitely bought into this illicit fantasy hook, line, and sinker. Molly smiles as he slips first one finger, than two into her pussy and diddles her clitty with his thumb as he does so. Molly is grateful for the elderly man's attention to her pleasure, but the pleasant interlude is interrupted when he slides her off his lap and onto the floor. As he pushes her off his lap, her cooze rubs against her thigh,.