She was a PAWG in the top category. The way that ass wobbled and moved was spectacular. The joint in her mouth was the cherry on the cake, giving her ...ttitude and a very very relaxed - who the fuck cares manner... Bare legs under a black with a powerful floral motif, loose above knee length flowing dress, were shapely and slightly thick, bearing several tiny scars and bruises. Her arms were bare from just below her shoulders, the dress had short wide sleeves. I think there was a brassiere. Her. At this point Mark gave up worrying and instead focused on how – Damn! – good it all felt. He looked over at the runner who seemed riveted by the view. The man worked his fingers across the dickhead. Damn! He then started working on the shaft which pushed the zipper open even more. Damn! Damn! As the man’s fingers went up and down, the zipper opened further. Mark’s dick was now half exposed, and the bright sunlight was like a fuckin’ spotlight! Damn! The man then wrapped his hand around the. "James relaxed, it sounded as though the police were not already outside the house ready to take him off to prison for blackmail. But just to be sure, he gestured to her to open her blouse, then to take it off, then for her to take everything else off. When she was naked and he could tell she wasn't wearing any recording device, he stood up and took her hand and led her out of his study and upstairs to the bedroom. He sat on the bed and made her stand close in front of him with her hands behind. “Fuck yeah” I reply. I allow Mark’s ass get used to my cock, as I gently move in and out, I know I’m close, but I know if I do long strokes, the feeling subsides. I want this to last as long as possible. I pull out, turn him around, and push myself back into his ass. I can see his face, I lean in to kiss him. Our lips touch, his are warm, his tongue meets mine, his hips undulating over my cock. I move slowly, concentrating on Mark’s orgasm. I remove the condom from his cock, the smell of cum.