Forcing my fanny down his shaft he spread my lips apart then fill his mom’s yearning pussy with pleasure, all I’ve wanted all night was a big fat ...eal cock and now I have it. I start to ride him while I still have his head in my tits. Slamming back down on to his cock with force many times over.I can not hide the pleasure he is giving me and moan out aloud while speeding up, I’m riding him like I ride my dildo, straddling a chair but with loads more pleasure. The feel of a real cock sliding up. She moaned, low and throaty, and her hands caught up in my hair. She pressed my head against her ear, hard and fast, and then back down to her neck. I trailed my fingers against her side, then up the back of her shirt, inching my way up toward her bra. She pushed herself back into the passenger seat, slid the seat back, and tore her shirt off. I knew this might be difficult; there wasn’t enough room to make out in the back seat. She reached up to unclasp her bra, but I stopped her. I always. "Denise had the last button in her hand, her lacy bra in plain sight, the breasts that Stan loved to see, so much, barely confined. She looked at him, undid the button and spread her arms wide."You do say the nicest things, Stan. Have you been practising?" she asked him with a lopsided grin.Stan replied by simply moving forward, engulfing her in his arms, drawing her in tight and kissing her, hard. His hand trailed down to her ass, pulling her into him there, and she ground her crotch against. Bless him! We stopped going to the quiz after the night when I goaded him uso much he picked me up in front of all our friends, marched outside with me and threw me in the River Dee to ‘cool off’. And he certainly wasn’t going to get the better of me this time. The last time a man watched me undress may have been too many years to mention but old habits die hard. Externally I was clad in shapeless velour, underneath pure silk. Classic cream and deep claret hip hugging French knickers were.