‘Tell me.’ Your voice is demanding yet controlled, our bodies increasing tempo. As I slide my fingertips down your back, I answer, breathlessly, �...��I want to lose control…’ With your arms locked around my back, fingernails barely brushing my skin, you carry me to the bed and pin my arms above my head. Holding me there with our eyes locked in a moment of perfection, you move in and out of me in full strokes, watching every move that I make, hearing every noise and whimper that escapes from my. What she said was obvious, but this was different, nice different, but different. I reassured her that having been in positions of trust in the past and discretion was in my d and A, so to speak.It was difficult looking her in the eye because by now she had discreetly parted her legs giving me great view of her open gusset girdle holding up sheer nylon stockings stretched over her luscious fleshy thighs. If this was anything to go by I was quickly coming to the conclusion that looking after. I clenched her fleshy buttocks in my hands and squeezed them as my erect cock nudged into her salwaar seams. She started to run her delicate fingers on my mound. I groaned and then pulled my pants down, releasing my big throbbing cock in all its splendor. She gasped by the sight of it. Her mouth starting to water by the mere sight. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my erect cock. She started rubbing it with her soft hands. Squeezing it gently in her sweaty palms. ”aaahhhhh” I groaned as she. "Yeah, especially one that is so hot!" Vicki piped in. My jaw dropped while Cailey blushed. Vicki just smiled that gleeful little smile she had. She loved throwing people into shock. She put her hand on Cailey's lap, and told her, "No need to blush, its true, your a babe!!" At this Cailey turned about as red as a cooked lobster. "And your not exactly ugly yourself, darlin," Cailey finally managed. "You are enough to send the boys home with a tent from a mile away." I laughed as she.