It was the pictures on here of her from this morning.I decided it was now or never. I asked her if she liked the pictures my friend had taken. She sai...d in broken English that she loved it when blokes got turned on looking at her pictures and if he had asked, he could have seen so much more. My dick went rock hard straight away. I asked where she was from, as it was clear she wasn't English. She said she was a Chilean TV presenter and she was in England working.She undid the top button on her. The hand flicks up to the book, quickly turning the page, then returns to her breast, the long fingers running up the side towards the nipple pressed against the thin dress. Her chest start to rise and fall faster as her fingers slowly caress around prominent mound, then lightly pinch and twist it. She let out a long moan and increases the force of her caresses, pulling the nipple hard and spanking it. The hand flicks up to turn the page again then slides down the dress to her slowly spreading. Monique dipped her tongue in and out of my pussy and sucked on my clit, I was moaning and shaking, afraid someone might hear us. Just as I was about to cum Monique got up and sat on my lips. Smiling, I took a moment to smell her sweet pussy before wrapping my arms around her legs and eating her out, I could feel her pussy juices getting all on my face. Monique bent don't and began to finger me. I moaned and sucked on her clit. We moved to where we were in the 69 position and we both tasting. Bonny gave me a look of distain usually reserved by my mother for me, but Bonny was well aware of my mother’s antipathy and derision of me and she followed suit.Bonny was stunning, a match for my mother in both looks and elegance. They could almost be twins. At forty-two Bonny kept her figure through a regimen of diet and exercise; she was not skinny, rather she had a classic hourglass figure. Her legs were long and shapely and her full breasts remained pert; her body had not been affected by.