.....do I have to?" he whinned."Matilda, if you do not put that bra on this instant then I will exchangethe black trousers for something a little more... .........feminine." Shehad a non nonsense look on her face.Reluctantly he slipped his arms through the straps and hooked it behind.'The lace design is pretty' he thought.Ms Thornbury then produced two small flatish looking breast forms. "putthem in Matilda," she instructed.He looked at her, his eyes pleading with her."They are only little. The idea that another woman craved him made me so hot.I made him. I made this women-pleasing stud.“It’s a surprise,” he groaned, slamming harder and harder. “Have to wait until we’re done.”“Yes,” I moaned, humping harder, grinding my clit into his pubic bone as he plowed his cock over and over into my pussy.My hot depths embraced him. My next orgasm swelled so fast as his cock churned me. The friction burned through my body. He slammed his huge cock into me so fast, so hard. He was so much a. He dug his hands in as saliva trickled from my mouth onto his shaft. My hands worked up and down, my head bobbed up and down and my other hand massaging his balls. He let his head fall back and pulled on his joint feeling my tongue dance up and down his shaft."Wooo, nothing could be better right now. Or could it?" He said. He stepped out his pants, removed his top and laid on the chaise lounge. He finished his joint and said "come here baby. Ride me." Still silent, I walked over, stepped. “Are you a dancer?” I asked. I rubbed her leg with my fingertips. She sniffled once, but said in her soft voice, “No, I do some martial arts, kung fu and a little tai chi.” I kept rubbing her leg. Her skin was perfect. My hand slid along her hip. “Tai chi? Isn’t that like super slow arm waving or something?” She laughed a little. “Well, it can look like that, but there’s a lot more going on. It’s sort of the same as kung fu, except it’s internal, not external. It’s slow, at least when you.