Fiona pulled Greg on top of her, and felt a thistle nestle in the small of her back, it didn't matter and she kicked off her red knickers and guided G...eg into her glistening sex. She groaned the moment his cock touched her wall and he thrusted forward, her throwing her head back and sighing loudly – it had been over a week since she had last had sex.Fiona was never completely fond of the missionary position but something told her that Greg would not be experienced in anything much more exotic. I'm a post-grad student, but I still live at home with my parents. My darling Mummy, I'm sorry to say, is far from the right kind of woman for decent nipple play. A slow build-up works best for me, and she doesn't have the patience. Like earlier today, she came into my room to tell me I needed to take a break from my research. My thesis isn't due for another six months, so I knew exactly what she really wanted.I pulled her onto the bed beside me, and we started making out. We went the full nine. They played around in the water for a while, and then decided to go back up to join Jeanne. She was lying on her back, legs apart, showing some blondish pubic hairs, not too thick. Just as they arrived, Eric suddenly saw some friends some distance away and decided to go and say hallo. George stayed behind. Jeanne sat up and looked at George and said, “My God, you are a big boy, aren’t you?” First, he was confused, as Jeanne was taller and stronger than him. She had been a competitive. I felt my swell at the thought of joining the game and feeling our bodies rubbing across each other. After my workout I would walk in the locker room, strip down, and shower in one of the private stalls before going home. When I walked into the house my wife would smile and tell me how good I was starting to look. The stimulation from the workout usually had my motor running so I took her into our room made love to her more often then we had in a long time. After about a month of this.