Had I triggered a stroke perhaps like when gran died, alarmed I stepped back and she shouted for me “not to stop please not to stop!” Confused no... I did as bid and the effect was even more startling, her body convulsed under the effect of my tongue on that nub, her breaths in gasp, her fingers gripping the bars of the old bed-head, her knuckles white, her head thrashing from side to side. She had begged me to continue so I didn’t dare stop, till finally she screamed for me to cease and desist. Over the coming weeks I learned to whittle out the picture hunters from those looking for something more. As I said before, I was quite happy for other guys to get off watching me clad in lingerie. Believe me, I loved wearing it, feeling how soft it felt against my skin. My 9 to 5 job was very labour intensive, it kept me at a muscular 220lbs, but this was my own private escapism, a place where I could become effeminate and open up a side to myself I had kept hidden from prying eyes.Over the. She looked to be about thirty years old, so when he said it was his wife, I was a little surprised because he was around his mid-fifties. He seemed to be in good shape but I just didn't see her with him.But he was very upfront about his idea. He said when he saw those pictures it was obvious we were open to things and that he'd really like to watch me fuck his wife. They had a good sex life but he knew she liked to occasionally get fucked by a fit young guy with a big dick who could give her a . In response to Michelle’s movements Tina pressed her finger against the walls of Michelle’s pussy, making a “come here” movement which made Michelle groan and tilt her hips up. Tina pressed her body against Michelle’s as she continued to move her finger inside her. She slowly lifted her head to look at her friend. “Have you ever played with yourself then tasted yourself on your finger?” She asked, watching Michelle’s face, noting that her friend’s lips were parted and she was beginning to.