She reached for the oil again and upended the bottle over her stomach. Sitting up, she allowed the oil to trickle over her pussy, down her lips, her l...gs, and to the seat beneath. She slid her hands to her lips and allowed two fingers to slide inside. Maggie loved the feeling of baby oil; it turned her on like nothing else. Using her other hand, she slowly circled her clit, it was so sensitive, her body responded quickly to her touch. Maggie was always so quick to come. Too quick, really. She. ” He smiled that seductively naughty smile of his and obliged my request by pulling aside the fabric of my thong and plunged his thick meat into my moist snatch. “Oooooohhhhh,” I moaned as he sank inch after delicious inch of himself into me. I loved how he felt inside me, stretching me, filling me like no other man ever has. It was difficult to contain my screams and moans, but anyone could have passed by the door at any moment and heard me. As it was, some of the louder ones still escaped my. ”“Should I sit on your lap again?”“That would get me started too.” I finally smiled.We ate and sipped our wine as I cooled down and Kendi gathered her courage.“I’m OK now Kendi, if you want to go on.”She sipped her wine again and started up.“I found your record. Even in war and with all of the killing you remained a good man.”“There were a lot of good men there. Some didn’t make it.”“Harvey?”“Harvey was one.”“You ran through a huge field of fire and dragged seven men out of a bad situation. You. Then to my shock, he unzipped his pants, and began masturbating as he looked at Margaret's naked body. I told him he shouldn't be doing that, to which he replied that he had seen her in her underwear many times before, and even had seen her naked coming out of the shower. I spun around saying I was leaving, and went to my room. Instead of being able to have sex with Margaret that night as she promised, I was now resigned to masturbating to the vision of how she looked when I watched her change.