She knew what he was seeing. A beautiful woman, although one actually old enough to be his mother, covered in cum, makeup in a mess and with breath t...hat now smelled of piss and cum and well. “You want to know what else I have done don’t you ?”Richard’s face was aghast and he simply nodded yes.“And what is THE most humiliating thing that you can ask a woman to do ?”He nodded again.“And whether you can ask me to do it for you.”“Yes”“I will do it for you but under certain conditions, and I will. Her hand other she placed on his cheek to change his gaze from the camera on the bench to her deep blue eyes. Her touch was soft and delicate. She then slowly leaned in for a kiss. "You're going to have to rely on just mental pictures for this," she whispered to him. She leaned in further and nibbled on his ear while her hand played with his hair. Brent's hands rubbed up and down her smooth back, pulling her in ever closer. His hands eventually worked their way over that ham of an ass. With. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was - they hadn’t even stopped to close the blinds, and the knowledge that anyone walking past could see her - see *them* - just turned her on more.Amber got her room-mate off with her mouth twice before Heather had insisted on returning the favour. Now, two hours later, they were just laying on the floor making out, while Heather fingered her. Amber loved that she could taste herself on Heather’s mouth, loved knowing that they’d left a wet patch on the. She strode towards the back of the line and looked around as she walked. I looked down at the newspaper spread on my table and sipped at my coffee, hoping that she hadn't seen me staring. I glanced up, looking across the room so that I could see her out of the corner of my eye. Seeing that she was standing side on to me and looking the other way, I relaxed and looked at her more closely.Today she was wearing a short denim skirt that hugged her hips and then flared out to about mid-thigh. Her.