His eagerness to have me excited me, and I could hear my underwear tearing as my tights and panties were ripped from my body and my open legs stretche... the width of the staircase.The heat of his breath and the rasping of his tongue on my labia and clitoris, made my throat tighten, I had never experienced 'Head' before and OMFG I was in heaven and almost cumming.I looked down my body and saw his grey hair where my pubic hair would have been, now his fingers were probing inside me. My tights were. After a couple of minutes, she turned to me and said, “If you think were done, you are sadly mistaken.” By now I had sufficiently recovered and my semi-hardness sat in the crack of her ass. “Whatever you want, Kay. I’m here to serve.” She reached around, behind her back, wrapping her fist around me and jacking. She said, “I could use a long, slow, deep fuck. How do you want me?” I thought for a moment before answering. “I think I want you from behind, facing your dresser mirror, so I can see. He groaned and squeezed me tighter, one hand sliding down to cup my ass, the other holding my head, massaging my scalp lightly."Let me make it up to you," I whispered, spreading my legs to straddle his hips, sliding back and sitting up until I had him sheathed snugly inside me. I put his hands on my hips, encouraging him to set the tempo by lifting and plunging me back down, while I gave him a little show, cupping my breasts, tweaking the nipples. He groaned, voice thick, and it was so sexy I. In love, AnnaYana pulled herself together and unlocked the front door. She hadn‘t been in the house for almost a year, and so had nobody else. But she remembered the smell of old parchment, the ticking of the grandfather clock and the scent of rose petals. Anna always said her home was an orderly mess. She hadn‘t enough space for all her furniture, antiques and other memories, and it showed, although the house had two floors, an attic and a cellar.She looked around for a little while, wallowing.