"What? What do you mean by that? Are you suggesting that I'm not attractive anymore missy? Want to put that to the test?" Sandra replied angrily back ...as she tore her daughter's bikini top off."What are you doing?" Janice screamed in surprise and shock covering her now exposed bosom "Ah, come on now is not like I haven't seen those before; besides a good suntan should be done in the nude my dear!" Sandra answered back with a devilish grin in her face, while removing her own top "So now is ok for. Turned me on so much, i wanted to be his sweet bitch, i wanted his cock deep inside me, his hot cum filling me up, his hands on my cock as he fucked me. then he slapped my ass and told me to stand up, so i did... mmm, yes sir! he told me to bend over and hold on to the back of the couch. i did as he ordered, he then slapped my ass again and said, spread those pretty legs for me, then he started rubbing his hard wet cock on my asshole, mmmm! i got on tip toes and backed into him cos i wanted his. He’d closed his eyes momentarily, forgetting where he was as he bathed in the pleasure of Miss Weston’s tongue, only to wake up confused, aching for something he wasn’t getting. Miss Weston was an accomplished woman in many ways – she played the piano like a virtuoso, spoke four languages fluently and knew her way perfectly around a cunt – but somehow he couldn’t bring himself to want her as much as he felt he should. There was only one woman he could ever remember feeling at home with. Miss. Your pussy was aching and wet and leaking juice into your panties. We walk out of the store and down the street.I pull you into the first alley we come to and press you against the rough brick wall. I kiss you fiercely, breathing hard into your mouth as my fingers run up and down the wet crotch of your panties, feeling your swollen lips underneath. We do this for what feels like ages when the alarm on my phone goes off, reminding me that our dinner reservation is in 15 minutes.We quickly.