Standing naked in front of the two men, I started to caress my body and swayed to the slow rhythm of the Gregorian chanting music playing in the backg...ound. I cupped my heavy breasts in my hands, pinching my nipple, making them hard. I could feel my pussy responding to my stimulation.Slipping my right hand over my forty-year-old tummy, I wanted desperately to touch my throbbing pussy. Matt and Al’s eyes widened as they saw my fingers touching my clit before I cupped my recently smooth shaven. She would tremble every time she stumbled upon a commercial displaying one of those girls, those pretty girls in shorts or in revealing skirts. At times she wished for magical powers so she could put her fingers through the television, just a quick caress of the tantalizing flesh. ‘It must feel like the finest silk,’ she would think. Yet, her most enchanting moments came with the propaganda that her mother abhorred the most-the women’s underwear commercial seemed to totally bring out the. -------------------------------------------------- Her eyes were getting heavy, the road she was on seemed desolate, the last motel had been thirty miles ago and she was starting to wonder where she would spend the night. As she rounded the bend she caught sight of a tired old sign "Lake Side Cabins." As she pulled in she saw an old man sleeping on the porch, his mouth hanging open, his hands folded in his lap. She wasn't sure how to wake him without scaring him half to death, but was spared. She was not telling me to pull out. Sowmiya told me to push a little more.I pushed a little more and felt a tight flesh squeezing the head of my dick so slightly. Somiya told me to stop. Wait.I stopped and waited again, not moving forward but keeping the pressure up against her asshole. It worked and I felt my cock slide in a bit further. She was sweating and her body had gotten tense but there was a look of pleasure on her face.Mmmmmm…She had a wild look in her eyes and said, I think we got.