I’m quite a petite girl, still pretty and youthful-looking at my age – I feel much younger, always – with my hair long and a fringe just above m... eyes. I got quite embarrassed standing there in the city centre, as he kept stopping, and I waited for him to want to move again; I knew my cheeks were flushing a burning red, and maybe people stared. I would lightly pat him on the head every now and then in these moments, to ease my own nerves and make it look like I was still in control, that there. After about 8 minutes I could tell he was up, he pushed his hands down on my shoulders, lifted his ass up and started to fuck me faster, slapping into my wet ass. Tat, tat, tat, tat, tat.....my bubble but made wonderful slapping sound against his fat. He told me early on he was not wearing a condom, and all I wanted was to feel him jet his cum into me. The last slap hit my ass, his cock buried into my asshole. And he moaned....growled a little, and i could feel his balls pulsing against me. He. So I knelt down behind her, forced her feet up one at a time and removed these garments, noting as I did so the glorious curves of her bottom and hips. Throwing these garments on to the rest of her clothes, I pushed the armchair in front of her, and then settled myself down to a systematic and critical inspection of Alice's naked self!As I did so, Alice coloured deeply over face and bosom and moved herself uneasily. The bitterness of death (so to speak) was past, her clothes had been forced off. Her legs shivered and trembled as they dangled in the air from each pace increasing thrust.“Unh! Oh, God, Carl!” She gasped in exhilaration. “Keep fucking me, honey! Unh!”Carl leaned forward closer to her face, never stopping his thrusts. “You like that, baby?”“Oh yes! Ah! It feels so fucking good!”Spurred on by her reaction, he hooked his arms under her knees and snaked them over to grab strongly onto her hips. With an easy lift of her taught body, she was now semi-suspended in an upright.