‘Ohhh…Patrick. Ohhh.’ My hand slid slowly from her thigh to the front of her jeans as I teased her breasts with my tongue. I clasped her mound t...hrough her pants and she instinctively pushed herself up against it. She was so hot inside there, as hot as I was hard. I kissed down her tummy toward her pants, tasting her delicious skin as I went. I unsnapped her jeans with my teeth (I’d always wanted to do that) and pulled down the zipper the same way. Already her scent was affecting me, causing my. I dreamt that we were in class alone and you straddled me in the chair right in the middle of the classroom. Since then I have dreamt about this moment. I jerk off while peeking out my window whenever I see you." I knew my wife and being a secretly desired woman was one of her deepest fantasies. Ben was fulfilling it without even knowing! She couldn’t stand it any longer. She stood with his rock hard shaft in her hand and straddled young Ben. With her other hand she lifted her dress and. Pointing out that as the fence posts were on her side of the fence, it was her responsibility to see to the repairs. I told her to get a fencing firm to fix the fence. The repairs have never been done.Her sixteen-year-old daughter, Theresa, or Terri as she liked to be called, was quite different. A little over 5 feet tall, fairly slim with short dark hair and, although she always dressed plainly and wore no make-up or jewellery, I thought she was attractive. At least she was polite, friendly. Taunting, so close and then backing away, her whimpers of frustration rose.Prowling as a decisive hunter, no quarter given, her surrendered body flexed. Lips pursed, cool air bathed her glossy sex. A smooth pillow, fine labial lips, clit prominent and peeked through its hood. She bobbed as flotsam on a roused ocean, her sex offered to devour. So near, yet so far, and bit her bottom lip. Eye-to-eye, a string of saliva fell towards her swollen vulva. On impact, she gasped black mouthed..