“Yeah, very much! I like how your face lights up when you are on top of me,” Brock smiled broadly.Savannah squeezed his cock by tightening her pus...y muscles. He had no idea what could happen.“Most men don’t care whether I get my rocks off or not,” she told him.That didn’t make sense to Brock. He didn’t know much about sex, but he knew that the only way he could enjoy it is if she liked it too. He told her he cared.“You don’t know any better,” Savannah allowed a wintry smile to fall across her. It had some copper tubing; a radiator and a replica fire place ready to be installed. To the left of the window which overlooked the back garden was a box of ceramic tiles, destined, I assumed for the bathroom. The window was pulled down, presumably to let out the dust etc. It wasn't long before I heard the slam of the street door closing and Alan's boots thumping up the stairs. He walked in to the room, and smiling said,"I've missed our little sessions Ann." Without another word, he was. Her tight asshole, clean and pink, hovered above. She glanced back at him and smiled naughtily. My husbands never done this. Richard grinned. Sodomize yourself, Lisa. Take my whole cock in your married ass. Yes, big daddy. Gently, she eased down. The rim of her ass stretched against his pulpy cock head, then flexed inward, and graciously accepted the invading mass. Oh god. Oh god, youre so big. Youre so big and hard. He groaned as his shaft vanished into the taut fiery ring of her butt. Ohhh. I’m going to tuck my phone in the side of my bag so you can listen. No promises!” I wished her luck, went to my desk and sat down, turning the phone to the hands free setting so I could hear. I heard the toilet flush, then the water splash in the sink, followed by the bathroom door opening and closing. I heard a male voice, presumably Brian’s, “so, what do you think?” Erin replied, “I love it! Everything I’d hoped for and more. How can I ever express my gratitude?” Brian answered with a.