Liz walked passed him and picked his jacket and trousers up off the floor and placed them on the armchair. As she bent to retrieve his shirt and socks... Don started laughing.Liz reached behind herself and started to feel if she had a hole in her knickers of something. She stood up and looked at Don. "What?" she said gets annoyed.“It’s just your t-shirt,“ he said, trying to control himself. ”PURE on the front and YEAH, RIGHT on the back, it just cracked me up." I wore this on a hen night. Don't. My tongue was just entering her vagina when she cried out again and a small spurt of her juice burst out. It ran over my face and mouth and trickled down to the sheets. Again she cried out as if in pain and again a small spurt of clear fluid cascaded over me. More spasms and more spurts came thick and fast as her orgasm peaked and then slowed as I continued to lick her lovingly and longingly. I was in ecstasy at the sheer pleasure I had so evidently given her, so it was a moment before I. When she came back into the living room, she was wearing a robe, and plopped down on the couch beside me. The robe popping open at the waist letting me see those great tits. As we sat there kissing and playing with each other I let my hand go to her neck. There I massaged her and then lightly began to chock her. She began moaning and began to cum right there on the couch. I couldn't believe I found this bitch. She was into the same things I was into, But as I was to find out she was into it. She said she and her room mate had started to play around and had shared a guy. She said she loved to masturbate and have some one watch. At this point I was thinking I would love to watch. I asked if she liked watching too. She said she did. She also told me she would love to watch an older guy. I laughed and said how old and why? She blushed and told me she was having fantasies about older guys after reading some stories on line. She laughed and said maybe I have a daddy issue. (her.