I felt a tremor in my legs, soon I'd be weak in the knees!She spared me from making an, ah, premature declaration of my gratitude. "Hmm, smells like y...ou got laid," she smiled at me. "And tastes like pussy too! Who did you fuck?"She didn't give a chance to answer, instead, shoving my slick cock back into her mouth. She only took about four inches, but it was enough to make me moan aloud. While she inflicted sweet torture on my rod, I reached behind her back and loosened her bikini top which then. She went out and bought a new dark blue dress for the occasion. Women generally don’t need a good reason to go out dress shopping, but this was indeed a good one. I would wear a dark blue suit I had so that we would sort of match. It was her idea. The night of the party, or more correctly the ball, soon arrived. Lynn looked so good in her dark blue dress, with her blonde hair and blue eyes that almost matched. I was really quite proud to be seen with her as we made our entrance. She really did. " The top is soaked, but sticking to her creamy skin, she may as well be naked as I can see her totally, the material moulding to her body completely and forming a second skin. The water must have been very strong as it has undone several of the buttons on her top and it is open to her belly, pierced of course, with a piece of Swarovski crystal on a short gold chain. I can clearly see her breasts through the fabric, notice one nipple is also pierced and both are very erect. She licks her lips. Anal. Well, Helen let Garrett fuck her ass. Yet, Garrett wanted some anal pleasure, too. He lusted for this one sexual act his wife never would agree to: he’d asked and she’d denied him this singular pleasure. The only time he was able to get it was when she went into the office on Saturdays.He lay waiting to hear Helens car leave the driveway and the garage door close. But, no, he could hear Helen was still in the kitchen stirring her coffee. He turned to the clock: still 8:30. She’d.