"You don't mind?", I asked. One finger circled the base of her spine."Oh, not at all", she assured me. "That would be silly, wouldn't it?" Some people... might not think so. They might say you were being treated like a toy - a living doll. Raise your arms above your head. What would you say to that?" I am not a toy!", she said as she complied. "That's not only stupid but insulting". Her breasts heaved impressively from her indignation.Standing behind her, I reached around to cup both rounded. The sensation of a fully and impeccably dressed older woman licking my cunt lips as my man watches is a wonderful sexual sensation. “Love the way you shave Sarah, that was just a teaser for you, I want to make this a special day to remember for you,” she whispers as she slides my dress off and kisses and licks my nipples with a fingertip on my engorged clit.“Would you like to help me undress for your lady Roger,” Jillian teases as she stands in front of him. “Top or bottom first, your choice. His hand caressed the side of my body and slid over my thighs gently as his other hand slowly was making me start to black out again, tears in my eyes and nothing but disgust for myself, I struggled against him to try and keep my sanity. In that moment he loosened his grip at the last second making me gasp for air as his index finger slid up over my chin and poked it into my mouth, he swirled it around my tongue, his lick turned into kisses and started sucking on my neck a little. I wanted to. ” She was wearing another mini skirt in a material that clung to her like a second skin, a crop top that made her tits seem even bigger and her knee boots. She sat on the sofa and told me to sit opposite her. We started talking and as we were she let her legs open slightly. I couldn’t see much too start with, so she opened them wider. I realised she wasn’t wearing any underwear. “I don’t want to play guitar yet, I want to fuck first.” She opened her legs wider and pulled her skirt up.