“Well done, Miss Grace! That’s magic! Are you going to tell Greg? ‘Cos if you don’t I’m going to.”“Yes, I’ll go down there now.”She ...fairly danced off.Angie was thrilled for her. In the year that Grace had been with Wilkins she had grown to admire her and to like her very much. She was invariably cheerful and friendly and, from what she picked up from Claire, her boys respected and loved her.Greg was delighted and said so. As usual it was restrained but Grace could not help but see the real. His hairless, rounded sack is already tightened against the base of his dick. The whole package is nestled in a distinct mound of sandy blond pubes. I loved the contrast between his tan body and the white skin his shorts had covered. As he sat back down against me I noticed his erection was jerking up and down slightly. I think by now he realized that I needed some coaching, and he tells me “Go ahead and feel it if you want.” I try to reach over with my near hand but that immediately. My mistress. She wore a black sleeveless dress that came till just above her knees. Red pointed six inch high heels. She had a big ring but not a wedding ring on her perfect middle finger her fingers were painted red a red that matched her red lipstick exactly. She had in big sunglasses and she had hair that reached her shoulder that was black as night yet shiney as the moon. She asked if I were Raeesah which I nodded an agreement. She then out of the what looked like a very expensive handbag. Shaking and shuddering I brought his head up to my chest and held him tightly, the waves of sensation still washing over me as we lay together. ‘OK?’ he asked with a smile and I nodded, too shaken to speak yet. Mark lifted his head and smiled back at me before lying down on the bed and stroking his penis. He was so erect and I could see a tiny drop of moisture at the end. I leant down and gently licked him as he groaned, his hand immediately reaching for my hair as I kissed the tip of his cock.