The tight cotton around my hands was soaked with her lube as I rubbed her with a ferocity, watching her expressions changing. She was caught up, like ... training rushing downhill. No stopping it now."I'm gonna cum, you're gonna make me, make me uuuuunnnghhhhh..." and with that her arm tightened around my neck and she pumped her hips against my body, cumming like a fucking rock star. She pounded into me, moaning and straining as the waves surged through her middle aged body. I've never seen a. She was dressed as the school girl, the one that she had been for his birthday. For a few seconds he was jealous but that past as soon as she began to dance, leaving him breathless. She moved to the center of the stage with loose steps, twisting her hips this way and that, showing the men how nimble she was. Her eyes never settled on one man, never letting him think he was the only one, that is until she caught sight of him. He saw her falter for a few seconds, it was slight, and a move that. One of the most endearing things about Steve was his relentless cheerfulness. Steve was like a sex-starved guy who suddenly found himself in a gay sauna – life could never be better than it was right now. Whatever shit was thrown at him, Steve would keep on smiling."What are you up to tonight?" Just on my way back from a job in Edgbaston. I'll be back in five minutes. Fancy a beer?" Sure would - see you in ten."Dave found a pair of old and very well worn Levis, took off his trainers and put the. She kissed each one and traced each one with her finger. She swept her hands across his broad chest, stopping to rub his nipples. She could hear his breathing quicken. Ron gently grabbed her hands and held them behind her back, bringing her chest against his. He kissed her passionately, before freeing her hands, taking the waist of her sweater, and lifting it over her head. Her hair was now tousled and her eyes were bright. The vision that stood before him filled him with excitement. He could.