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She wore tight tops and pants all the time and just a long T shirt as a night gown. I always got a look at her panties or a thong which me hard fast....I think she knew she was teasingme with bending over in front of me and sitting with one leg up on the couch giving me a view. I would go to bed and jump mywife and have sex for a hour or so. But she became a bitch more and more as the year went on . I still loved to look but the thrill was gone because she would make a comment about her. She immediately left .She- I knew, you will cheat.Me- sorry, I wont open nowI again closed my eyes. She started sucking . I felt good. But I felt she was doing hesitantly. My eyes were closed. I guessed perhaps she was looking at me. I kept my eyes closed to make her comfortable. I got relaxed in sofa. In a minute or two, my cock got full hard. She was sucking now. I could feel. But she was not taking full as I had seen in porn movies. She was kissing more , sucking less. I was wishing her to. A sissy slut just has to relax and then she can take a cock that size.’ Julie orderedIt took a couple tries but I finally was able to get in all in. Then Master Steve held my head as he began to push his way in and out of my mouth. Smearing my red lipstick all over his long hard shaft. He was now forcing it all the way in and I could feel his balls slapping against my chin with each drive. His cock swelled and he kept shoving it all the way in. He held my head firmly in his hands and proceeded. I can take care of Kahn for you.’ David stuttered his thanks. Throwing his saddlebags over his shoulder, he set off to find her. An hour later she was laid across his naked chest, kissing his neck, ‘You smell of horse,’ she whispered. He chuckled running his hand over her naked back, ‘And you smell of disinfectant.’ Later they bathed together in the large sunken bath. Afterward, he watched as she wriggled her hips getting into her tight jodhpurs, tucking in the silk shirt she wore. That.

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And this is what women are made for: to please the men’Irene still kept her hands blocking the view. She thought about his compliments about her bea...ty. But she still was anxious.Then the boy found the final key words ‘And I love you, you know. So there should be nothing false between us’This triggered Irene’s mind. He had said it. He loved her! And if it gave so much joy to him to see her, why not?She moved her hands to her sides and now her boyfriend had the delightful view of her almost. I didn't mean to. I―I'm sorry," I start to slowly move my butt in small circles against his hard cock, biting my lip as I feel the contour of it. I wanted it. And I wanted it bad. So hard.... Oh, god. I'm going to hell for this. His hands rub my pussy gently, slowly, arousing me. "Oh, god," one of my hand goes back to grasp the back of his neck tightly. His middle fingers slowly make their way through my wet slit, making me spread my legs out in the process. "You. More

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