We broke the kiss and she said, "Let's see how good you are with your finger". I reached under her and moved my hand to her waiting pussy. My fingers ...ouched the soft, downy hair, dampened by her juices which seemed to be flowing freely from her. I pushed my middle finger into the mass of hair, feeling the slick tissue of her lips that parted at my touch. She gasped heavily as I slid my finger into her. "Mmmmmm" she moaned, "now a little deeper and pull back towards you a little", she. For no good reason the club was called La Plage - the beach. It was the early part of the evening, and people were milling around the bar, chatting, having a drink, looking around. I noticed this woman who was in her mid-forties. She was striking, but not in an overtly sexual or slutty way. Neither skinny nor plump, she was fairly tall, and had an almost ethereal look, as though her mind were somehow elsewhere. She had very long hair, almost reaching her backside, and a long loose skirt, with. "I just want to feel you in my armsShare a little of that human touchFeel a little of that human touchGive me a little of that human touch."And then it was morning.Hope opened her eyes slowly, as sunlight flashed across her face again, and the scent of coffee helped kick-start her senses."Morning," Marcus whispered, and she craned her neck a little until she could see him sat cross-legged on the floor above their heads. She took stock and realised that she and Shawna had shuffled round at some. He hooked one of her nice legs and fucked her deeper. She held her breath and just let it out slow. Tears did not stop. Calvin had a few drinks so he was not cumming to fast. He fucked her harder and had no idea she was crying. I think he fighred she was just working on an orgasm. Car room was not much and calvin was a good size guy. His head almost out the window and she was now crying. She got her leg free and down. She ask him to stop. He got off her and said he was sorry. He had no idea she.