I renewed my vigorous attack on Lauren’s sweet young pussy. Using my tongue flat as I licked for all my worth. I pressed hard against her swollen cl...t and very slowly passed my coarse tongue over it, sending shivers of pleasure throughout her young body. I could feel her shudder with pleasure as my tongue sent wave after wave of new sensations throughout her excited soul. My sister’s tight pussy was gliding up and down my hard shaft as my orgasm was quickly approaching. She sensed my. Those weren’t ventilation holes, theywere gloryholes. Have you ever not gotten a really obvious joke andthen feel stupid when the punch line belatedly makessense to you? That’s how I felt when the phrase“Infinite Glory” suddenly popped into my head as Ilooked down at those proud penises reflected over andover and over in the collection of parallel mirrors. Iturned around to stare into the front panel of the boxas if the power of my glare could melt through and setRick on. Passive I suppose. That is until a few weeks later.We had arranged to go out for dinner this particular evening last summer. It was warm and balmy and although she is reserved as I've already said, when she's in the mood, my wife does like to dress for sex! She's got a lovely figure, short mousy hair, and a trimmed pussy. Tonight she wore the traditional little black number, with just a black lacy bra and matching thong underneath, complemented by a pair of black hold-up stockings. Gorgeous!. You pull both cups of my bodice down and my breasts spill out, yours, to do with as you wish. You fall on me, hungrily licking and slurping my nipples and suddenly your hand is on my mound, rubbing, pressing, pushing the satin inside me with your finger. "You wet little fuck, you good fucking girl," you growl and I feel your fingers slip under the fabric and push. I howl as I feel your fingers enter me fast and deep, knuckles against my lips and thumb on the base of my clit. Mindless, I arch my.