With the speed of a train I felt myself being slammed down onto the surface of something leather. Cool buttery soft Italian leather my mind finally ma...de the connection. Thomas was pushing my upper body onto the surface of the sofa. His hands were pulling my ass high into the air. I was amazed at the speed of his lust being Played out with me. His arms were shoving me down hard as his hips centered to playfully tease my pussy with the head of his cock. I could feel his ridge as he barely entered. .. besides you look like you need a cold drink ... it's so hot outside".I followed her into the house and into the kitchen where she opened the fridge and poured me a cold glass of iced tea.As I sipped on the drink she came and stood directly in front of me ... quite close really. I was feeling nervous."Ummmm ... I need to ask you a question ... and I would love an honest answer please" she explained."Mmm ... OK" I responded not knowing what to expect."Are you and Zoe having sex?" Mrs James. “Am I ever in any of your daydreams?” asked Marge as she manipulated the firm breasts. She bounced them and then gripped the nipples, stretching them away from Kat’s chest.Kat tensed at the question. Marge had been an occasional actor in her dreams before. Most of the time, it was innocent fun like shopping or skiing together. Once she remembered a steamy little dream sequence in which she and Marge had been in a threesome with a hunky guy.For the past few days, however, her dreams were almost. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from hidden places when they change attires.I always find the chance to touch teats and breasts of.