‘Yes, mistress.’ Marci returned to her computer while I emptied the shelves, remembering to always bend from the waist. Marci watched f...or a while, enjoying the sight of my stocking tops and arse being displayed like that, then got down to looking through her collection of porn on the computer. After a while she stood and said ‘I need the loo, come with me.’ I stopped what I was doing and followed her to the toilet. At Marci’s instruction, I unzipped the dress and pulled the. .. he is probly double my weight.. but we talked and before i knew it we were both naked and he is sucking my dick and me his.. pretty soon he is laying out a place for us to move from the sofa to the floor on some cushions... some how i ended up on the bottom with him on top of me grinding his dick into my ass... with me pushing my ass up into each of his downward thrusts... we went at it for some time with him grunting and telling me how good i felt.. and me telling him not to stop.. he is. David and Esther had met while attending middle school, grew up together, but never had a chance to fully explore their sexuality before getting married and having children. They always just stuck to what they knew. The extent of their sexual exploits consisted of missionary and the occasional hand job. They ended up having three children, before deciding against having anymore.David had recently turned 42. With brown hair and eyes, and a nicely built "dad-bod", David was often the attention of. "And Sarah and Lauren... They do want to talk toyou. Well, they want to say one thing, anyway." Ophelia nods, beforeletting out a long, tired sigh."I'm really starting to wish I'd just worn a plain top and skirt today,"Ophelia whispers, smiling as I place a supportive hand on her shoulder."Chin up," I say with a smile. "Let's walk across there the way weshould. With pride." With a nervous smile, Ophelia nods, picks up hermeal and follows me back to the table where my- or rather, our three.