..As I suck your cock....my hot shaven pussy begins to ooze uncontrollably, my fingers wet...I lean forward to reach your mouth and let you taste them............you begin to hump my mouth very hard and I taste your drops of cum. I remove my mouth just for a minute to wet my lips with your juice. Like lipstick, I carefully design my lips with your hot cum...Mmmmmmmm tastes sooo good....... You sit up and reach to feel my hair and slowly bring your hand down to caress my jaw line just to touch my. I then rapidly turned my body and after facing the wall, I placed my hands above my head and crudely offered my arse to him. With my head slightly turned to the side, in my peripheral vision I then thankfully saw Griffin arise and move toward me.Eventually standing on my left side, I felt his right hand begin to fondle my backside. The thrill of my excitement was soon blissfully interrupted, however, when an almighty slap was administered to my left arse cheek. When the next smack to the right. "Did you buy yourself anything but underwear?" I asked. "You have to have under things," said Cathy. "And besides..." she grabbed the blue set and flipped it my way. "This is for you." I caught the silky material out of the air and looked at it stupidly. 34-A. Gee, 48 years old and I was getting my first bra. And my bust was about the same size as my daughter's at 14. How charming. Cathy turned to the next bag and pulled out a slinky black dress. "I hope that's not for me,". She often showed up for holidays dressed a little too sexy for their liking, and would be forced to wear one of Mum’s turtlenecks if she wanted to be allowed at the table. My mother would scold in her Cork accent ‘I’ll not have kind of cleavage in my gaff, so.’ ‘Thanks, jerk.’ I replied and clinked my Harpoon with his Guinness, and knocked the final sip back. Then I headed downstairs to find Brad. The basement was dimly lit and there were speakers everywhere. It was impossible to escape the.