She would regularly command me to “move those hips bitch” and she would sometimes have me stop in the middle of what I was doing to start stroking...my rigid cock, bring me to the edge, and then telling me to stop again.One night in particular she had me edging for hours as I cleaned the entire house, after working all day. That day I was wearing a matching, electric blue, bra, panty and garter set, with a short billowy black skirt, and white see through blouse. I also had on a pair of clear,. ‘Well, we both had an early start this morning. Why don’t we put on a DVD and curl up on the couch darling?’ She said. ‘Good idea honey, go and pick one and join me on the couch.’ I said. I go over to the couch and grab a couple of cushions. I lie down and watch Katrina put in a film and turn to walk towards me. I hold my arms open and Katrina lies down with her back to me and she hits the play button on the remote. We lay there snuggled close to each other and watch the film. 7pm. The film. I feel him undo the button on my jeans, tugging them gently down until my legs are free. I’m vulnerable, lying there, subject to the complexities of the little game we’re playing. His hand moves up my inner thigh again. I feel myself shake, needing it, wanting it, having to have it as I feel his lips travel the length of my body to the most sensitive part of me. I feel myself gasp, outside my own body, my hands digging into the back of his neck, grabbing for his shoulders. It’s indescribably. When Grant rammed his hard cock in her, she moaned out “Oh God! Yea! Fuck me,” as she was humping her steaming hot pussy up to meet his driving cock.Grant knew now why his dad had stayed married to her, besides being beautiful; she was one hell of a fuck. He could feel Margo’s vaginal muscles squeezing his cock as he fucked her. She was moaning louder and louder as he rammed his hard cock into her, giving her what she needed. Grant couldn’t hold back any longer and erupted deep inside her hot.