She continues laying face down; I work my finger deeper and deeper into her arse. she moans but does not complain or pull away.I reach for the butt pl...g; it measures about 4cm across at its widest, with beautiful pony tail almost 2 feet long and tribal type pattern on the plug. Pretty sure we bought it when drunk and I had taken it before her and enjoyed how it felt. Using KY Gel I lube it up and tease her hole with it. Gently pushing it deeper towards the girdle, the widest and toughest part. It felt sweet. It felt good.Because the results of the first had been so fantastic, she leaned in for a second kiss, lacing her fingers through Len’s blonde hair to draw his face even closer, her body pressing into his now. His arms were around her waist. His beard tickled her chin, but only for a second.All the hard planes of his body, his bone and muscle, pressed into the softness of her womanly figure in the most wonderful way. Merilee had forgotten how wonderful that felt—to be with a lover. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. I liked the idea of my son's hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His. Sucking cock is nothing. It's not really sex." "What's your name really?" "Patricia," she said. "Are you going to burn me too?" "That really freaked me out," I said after a moment, but then stepped forward and allowed her to finishe the task she had begun. I watched her head slowly bob. I held her breasts and gently pinched the nipples between my fingers. "You have a beautiful cock," she remarked during a brief rest. Her voice, which she had intentionally deepened, was now softer and more.