Hard, light and fast. Oh yeah". I jerked my cock and tongued her hole, lapped her juices leaking from her cunt to her asshole. I stood up, she sprea...d her arms on the counter and I slide my palm accross her dripping cunt and lubed my head and shaft with her own juices. I grunted as I found her tight hole and pushed my big mushroom head deep inside her. I reached around and pinched her nipples as I pounded that tight hot cunt. "Oh yeah, fuck yeah, fucking give it to me, give your pussy to me" I. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Thongs don’t take very long in the dryer.” I said laughing. He held his hand out to take them from me but I flicked them into the clutches of my hand. “Lead the way, Mister.” I said in a naïve narrative. I followed him through the hallway and then to a door and he opened it, giving me the signal to enter through the door like a gentleman but I insisted he lead as I did not know where I was going. We ventured down a flight of stairs that curled around a pole and when he. As the weight was now on the other side, my husband suggestively advised that I should slip around and help him take the strain. A bit more pulling and pushing and all the weight was on the other side, leaving us to take the load with our arms slightly raised. As I shifted to maintain my support, the strap finally slipped off my shoulder and another flutter of pleasure excited me. As my husband was not with us at that particular moment, the buyer took advantage of the moment and immediately. They looked like someone had jsut stuffed a couple of honey dew melons into her and they felt jsut as hard. She dropped the soap on one occasion and when bending over the more than three kilograms of saline pulled straight down and she felt as each breast was being pulled off her chest. She toweled herself off after the shower and slipped into a black satin G string and a pair of high heel stilletto shoes. She was naked otherwise as she went down stairs. Steve sat on the burgundy leather lounge.