White-blonde hair, short and shaggy, styled to look like it hasn’t been styled. Her light fringe hangs down over dark eyebrows, but not far enough t... hide her pretty eyes and prettier face. Her skin is smooth, very few lines - lots of make-up, and probably a little botox.She introduces herself in voice-over, “Hello ... My name’s Adrienne Huntington, I’m 42-years-old, and I’m from Swanage, in Dorset.”As she says Dorset in the voice-over, the figure on screen opens the front of her overcoat to. One day I convinced him to tag alone on a mommy fuck as I called them.I knew we would have Bob's mom all to ourselves for the afternoon I proceeded to show John the fun of owning an older woman. When Mrs Wesley saw I was with someone she cautiously let us in. "Mrs. Wesley you must know John, his mom is Rose Brewer."Oh the look on Lynne's face told me she had a good idea of what was coming."Well boys, I'm sorry Bob isn't here, I'll tell him you were here." That's all right, we really came to see. She loved the cool leather against her cheeks and lips. It was all part of the experience of an evening like this. Jenni loved presenting her body to men and watching them try, and usually fail, not to stare at her body."My name's Dave and this is my wife, Jenni." Dave held out his hand in front of Jenni. She leaned back and pushed out her perky tits.“I’m Ian,” replied the man, taking Dave’s hand. As he let go his eyes took in Jenni’s long, exposed, crossed thighs. Ian was just visiting and. I needn’t have worried. Soon, I was seated with my knickers at my knees and liquid tinkling from between my legs into the pan. This flow suddenly stopped when a cacophony of noise built up outside the cubicle door. Were the girls waiting for me? Could they see me? All irrational thoughts of course but I was hardly in a normal situation. I relaxed and finished off once it dawned on me that I wasn’t their primary interest. They were dealing with the same urgent needs as me, before going to their.