I often tried to picture in my mind what the lady would look like in the outfit she had ordered or lying naked with a big dildo stuck between her legs...I had been doing this for about six to nine months when the delivery process became much more interesting. My mother normally just handed me a big box of packages, I then checked through them and worked out the best route to deliver them in the minimum amount of time.In one batch of packages, I spotted one for my mum’s best friend. I shall call. . I start grinding my pussy on his thigh.. as he sucks on my nipples, then as he feels my wet pussy leave juice on his leg, I begin to get up and feel his hand in between my legs, and he slides his 2 fingers into me and i let out a gasp as I lean back.. he starts fucking me with his fingers.. slow at first.. then he goes faster and faster, rubbing that spot inside my pusssy..I get up and his fingers slide out of me, my husabnd comes over and I grab Mr. Black's shaft as i push my husbands head. ‘One Two Three.’ I was awake now, and I sat quietly, waiting patiently for him to put me to sleep again. But he didn’t, and I was a little startled when I saw him standing, offering his hand to me. Without comment, I let him help me to my feet, and I didn’t resist as he put my hand on his arm. I left it there and followed obediently along beside him as he led me back toward the house. But once inside, I couldn’t suppress my shock. ‘Where IS everyone?’ I asked, looking around the deserted room.. Alex was disappointed. Sunday afternoon was always such a special time for her parents. During the two weeks they had lived with her parents, Harold had even commented, if somewhat crudely, on the amorous sounds coming from her parent's bedroom on Sunday afternoon. Nothing she did that day, however, could pry his interest from the ball games. He didn't even look twice when she served his beer topless. Or bottomless. She finally felt silly throwing herself at him like that, so she just went to.