Knowing she was silently watching only made my cock harder.I unzipped my jeans and my cock sprang out. It was seven inches long and thicker than I had...ever seen it. The head was swollen and leaking pre-come. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked the entire length of the shaft.I knew that Carla had had very few encounters with a man, none in broad daylight. I knew that this might be the first time she had ever really looked at a hard, swollen cock. I glanced in the mirror as I lathered the. " She began moving faster and twisting with each downward movement. I let go of her jugs and grasped her at the waist, helping her move down hard, really spearing her, arching up into her. She climaxed with a gasp and fell down atop me, blubbering.I rolled us over, grasped her ankles and shoved her knees back by her ears. Then I really enjoyed her, giving her the best I had, smacking us together until I felt my balls tensing up.She was bucking and writhing, rocking from side to side, snapping. I heard him unzip the front of his pants. “Yes I do . . . please . . .” I whined, and I heard him laugh.“Then why are you moving your hips on your own?”I opened my eyes and glanced down. He wasn’t moving his fingers at all. I was sliding my hips back and forth, inviting him inside me. I was pleasuring myself with him. I bit my lip and glanced up at him, my hips still moving. I stared at him for a long while, and then offered a shaky, naughty smile. He looked shocked, and he took his hands away. My eyes went straight back to those sexy feet in those amazing heels. Beverley raised her left leg and rested it on my bulging crutch before pressing firmly on my penis, all while giving me a view up her flowing skirt to see her perfectly shaven pussy. She teased and caressed me causing me to harden like never before for what felt like hours. She then lay beside me on the couch and put her feet again on my crutch and demanded that I caress and admire her feet. She raised one leg at a time as I.