She is tall and thin and could pass for a model. She is a wild one. Never shy and speaks what’s on her mind which of course gets her into all kinds ...f situations.I have never been out with Sonia when men aren't hitting on her. It doesn't matter where we are, the grocery store, coffee shop, she is just a magnet for men. My husband has known her for many years and has always loved her.About ten years ago, she got breast implants. She came over to the house and couldn't wait to show me her new. As Lydia cried out in pleasure my cock pulsated, then contracted and spewed cum onto the side of our house. I quickly scurried off somewhat ashamed of myself, and yet strangely excited that I had actually jacked off watching Lydia play with herself.I had one arm folded over my eyes and was almost asleep so I didn't hear my door open nor did I know that anyone had entered my room. The first inkling that someone beside myself was in the room was when I felt my sheet rustle like there was a small. Her other hand was under her skirt and working hard, a look of pleasure on her face. She seemed to be having an orgasm, watching his anguish. Then, after a while, she took the hand from underneath her skirt. It was slick with fluids. She rubbed her fingers on his face, on his nostrils. Then, with a grin, she pinched his nose to cut the air. He struggled to breathe past his gag. The she let the nose go. And, after a while, pinched it again. Adding breath play to the torture. She continued this. Shari couldn't believe the feelings she was having. She was burning with shame, but her pussy was flowing and pulsing heatedly. Her thighs were quivering uncontrollably."I... I don't believe you actually did that," she said, trying to seem scandalized."Don't be silly," Dusty murmured, her eyes pulsing with sex and desire. "Of course you believe it. You wanted me to do more. You want to fuck me, and you want me to fuck you!" I do not!"But her voice sounded unconvincing even to Shari.Dusty moved.