Mary grabbed my breasts, squeezing them so very hard in her throws of passion. I didn't care; I needed to cum again any way I could. I was moaning int... her pussy as I forced her to move up and down on my tongue. I could hear her moan and felt her wiggle her ass as she brought her pussy down on my tongue, making me try to gasp for breath. Jim's cock was finally starting to pound into my pussy. My moan became a muffled scream as he reached between our bodies and found my clit. It was so. She may not like sex anymore, but knows I do.She has a very clean unshaven pussy and she leaves such a nice white discharge in her panties. She knows i like her panties(i wear them at times) but i was not sure if she knew i really liked to sniff and lick her panties.. Well last week i decided to be brave. I have been harboring this little fantasy of letting her catch me sniffing her panties. So the other day I notice she was wearing her striped cotton panties, and I knew she had worn them for. Com."She was nodding. She seemed satisfied. I rushed on."Anyway, that definitely means we can bill them for a new set-up. Wecan charge more for each of the dresses too, for the same reason. Wewon't be able to re-use anything we do for LADS - until next year'spanto anyway."Further discussion was interrupted when a vaguely familiar couplestepped up to our table."Hello, Ruth," an elegantly-dressed older lady said. "Nice to see youagain." Oh, hi, Angela, Bill. How are you?" We're fine. So. Maintaining eye contact, she gracefully lifted her butt over his tip. Mr. Moore remained silent and compliant. Karina aligned their genitals as necessary, gently maneuvering for proper insertion. On contact, she paused and then pressed ahead. Her face expressed pleasure as her cunt lips slid over and down Mr. Moore’s substantial manhood. She felt each millimeter as it travelled her tight cunt tube. She relished the expansion of her core as his prick lodged deep in her vagina. Mr. Moore loved.