Mangaierile ei erau acum fierbinti si el ii simti trupul tremurand si mai tare cand se impinse in el. Sopti incet: “Taica-tu vine acasa peste vreo 4...ore la pranz, nu poate pleca de la santier!” Mana ei cobora acuma in mangaieri fierbinti si rotunde pe pantecul lui, pana la boxerii subtiri. Trase delicat de ei in jos eliberand vertical pula care era aproape sculata, din nou. Cu un gest disperat care inspira mila, mana ei cuprinse pula cu putere, tremurand si fierbinte. Petrut se abandona. I couldn't sleep, I kept picturing his naked body and his cock, every time I closed my eyes. When I did finally fall asleep I slept till quite late for me the following morning. I just about recall Tim kissing me goodbye as he left for work.When I awoke, I lay in bed thinking about Paul. Now here's where it gets quite complicated. I'm quite an innocent girl at heart. As a teenager there was a few kisses, a couple of blow jobs that I didn't really enjoy, and a few fondles. But until I met Tim. With strong hands he was able to grasp the toned peaches of her arse. He soon found the running juices of her pussy were making his thumbs slip. He concentrated the lubricated movement of his thumbs around the ripples of her muscular hole, sensitively probing. She softly moaned. She liked it. He pushed one thumb, nail deep, inside her arse, massaging her cum into the surrounding area with his other thumb. She moaned a little harder. He teased the tip of his thumb in and out.“oh. Ah. Oh yeah,”. He said “that’s the most beautiful thing i ever saw”, took his hand out and left without another word.I was dumbfounded. It happened so fast and it was so surreal, i wondered if it really happened. It happened; my nipple still tingled.Do you remember that rhyme you sang as you bounced the ball under your leg?‘A’ my name is alice and my husband’s name is al.We live in acton and we sell apples. In the game you went on to ‘b’; in my life i stopped at ‘a’. My name is alice and my husband’s name is.