At this point I shoved it all the way in and hit her G spot on the first plunge. She moaned. That meant no foreplay was needed. I just hit her G spot...again and again. This was the most comfortable position for both of us. Sometimes I pushed and pulled with my buttocks and at other times I used both my hands to push or pull her arse away or towards my pube. Kate had gotten used to having such unbroken long fuck with me. This time it took just twenty minutes to give Kate two orgasm and one big. She cupped her hands beneath each of her breats and pushed them together. ‘Or are you a tit man?’ she continued. ‘If you can fuck it, I like it.’ he replied, trying to control himself but unable to stop devouring her with his eyes. Then she unlatched her skirt and let it fall to her feet. The full power of her physical form was now revealed to him. She possessed the thighs of a cyclist and the carved abdomen of a belly dancer. She stepped out of the skirt and in a single motion kicked her leg. Any way the dripping pipes gave me a chance to fill Tennille’s seeping wet slot.The laundry would go close to being the most unsexist place in the house. You know dirty socks, wet towels and yesterday’s underwear: not an attractive sight.Any way I was building up a sweat under the laundry cabinet, removing, resealing and then adjusting the pipes back in place. Tennille was passing me what I needed. It was just very organized teamwork. I had no idea how frickin good she would be at body. Then a little nervously he added, "But I promised her cherry to Gary seeing as he was going to let Georgie and I have our way with his girlfriend, Mary Caldwell. She's a blonde with big tits and a thirst for cock." He grinned and added, "You might have seen her in the national edition of the Daily Mirror, she was one of them topless page three girls a couple of weeks ago."Donald Graves laughed loudly and heartily. "A girl's virginity is overrated. Your brother's more than welcome to first shot.