." it just went on like that for a while, she had kissed me before, but this was a real emotional release kiss, as real as real could be. That was Sil...ie. What a woman. I never had another experience to match it. Moments later: Silkie was in my arms, gasping, crying and kissing me and for one of the few times I had known her, spent a full five minutes without saying anything............. "Oh god. Tom. oh god. Wow" I can't believe I did that, I can't believe you let me, I'm so sorry. I know I. I smile, I love that my body is doing this to him. I love that I cause as much pleasure as he gives me. My body feels hot, I feel the control over my body wain, there’s too much ecstasy this time, I gave my body to him completely. I let him have every inch of me. His thrusting is taking my breath but I want more, I need more. God my body feels so hot, I’m so wet for him, I can’t stop. I feel him grow harder inside me, my moans grow. I know he’s close, I’m close too. “I’m so close Donnie, not. She was a twice divorced mid fifties woman, alcoholic, rail thin with sun baked prune type skin and thinning grey hair. She was nursing a beer and a shot looking over her shoulder acting like the life of the party trying to get someone to buy her drinks. Alice had been in this bar on that seat for years. Cashing her checks at the bar to clear her tab and drinking what little was left the day she was paid. Story had it that she had been brought up north by her by her husband from Detroit he. I watch as Sylvia starts breathing very heavily, tenses, shudders and orgasms and groans very loudly.Joanna sits me a chair and Sylvia watches fascinated as she fits my cock ring on for me.“Now I want to watch you fuck him. Sit on his cock and he can hold your big arse cheeks in his hands.“I am watching fascinated in the wall mirrors as Joanna stands behind me and tongue kisses Sylvia and she reciprocates.They are kissing with just the tips of their tongues as I enjoy holding Sylvia’s arse.