. I love making you that hot.My one foot is down on the ground, my one underneath that knee, so my legs are spread slightly. I tug my nipples hard a...nd moan.You look and me and moan, “you’re so fucking sexy..."I tell you to keep driving baby...My one hand is still tugging and twisting my nipples through my shirt, and I run with the other, I run my fingers up and down my thigh, just slipping them under the hem of my skirt. As you shift I feel the change in power up my spine..I shift in my seat. I couldn’t see below his waist because of all the flab he carried, but I imagine he was sporting a stiffy. His hinds reached from my waist down to my hips and then to my backside, where his fingers groped me a little more than firmly, confirming by touch I was wearing a thong instead of panties. I had little doubt he was going to find out just how small they were, when he leaned forward and buried his nose into my crotch, inhaling deeply, while his fingers slid under my skirt and started to. She heard Pete begin to moan, she knew it was coming so she squealed softly and squeezed her pussy lips tight around his cock, and faked another orgasm as she felt Pete release his cum into her.He pulled out and fell back into his chair as he breathed heavy. Ellen bent over and picked her bra off the floor and put it back on then adjusted her skirt.“Don’t forget your 2 o’clock appointment with Mr. Smith, and its your anniversary, so I had a dozen roses delivered to you wife’s office.” Ellen. She unfastened the front clasp of my little push-up bra, spilled out my hot breasts and took turns sucking one teat, while squeezing the other. She slid her hand down, rubbed all over my belly, then pressed on down between my legs. Annoyed by the EMS pads in her way, she pulled away my panties and quickly removed the tangle of pads and wires from herself and me. That done, Louise returned to caressing my pubes through my panties just the way I liked, saturating their crotch gloriously with my.