.. not yet. Hearing with pleasure as he moaned softly into the receiver, she continued her story of how she'd spread him wide once that zipper came d...wn and his trousers were removed. She smiled knowingly to herself, very much aware of how he'd been struggling to maintain his composure upstairs with the girlfriend as she practically drove him insane downstairs doing whatever the hell she wanted, those thoughts written on the screen in a private chat window seen only by the two of them. . His room had contained stacks of porn magazines and she knew he had a hard for her, but had not wished to be anything other than compassionate and professional. His pain and discomfort had caused her to lift him over her shoulders and return him to his room. She was large and powerful, worked out with weights and as a party piece tore up telephone directories; she liked the attention this brought her.Recently she had driven a bus group for a day trip. The youth group had been predominantly. She drew the zipper all the way down. Jake wore no underwear.His prick leaped out like a frenzied bull rushing into the corrida, looking for warm flesh to gore. Marion gave a little gasp when she saw how big and hard his cock was. It was not a horse cock, to be sure, but it was a plenty big enough human prick. A dark, thick vein pulsed and fluttered up the underside of his fuckshaft, his balls were bloated with cum and his cockhead flared out like a hooded cobra rearing up, ready to strike,. "Sorry," she continued, "I didn't mean to startle you." I smiled and said, "That's ok, I was just admiring this car. I am looking for something to replace my old BMW." and pointed through the glass to my car outside. "I can certainly help you with that. I'm Chrissie." She offered her hand and I took it whilst I studied her. About six feet tall in her heels which were about four inches she was not a classic beauty but pretty nonetheless and her long blonde hair was tied up in a bun. Her make up.