He lived and worked in another city, married unfortunately, but whenever work brought him to me we indulged in rather carnal entertainment. It was ver... fine in fact, but it was barely three or four days total within every six months. Yet I learnt more from that man in the few days every couple of months we had than I had learnt in the sum total of my marriage. God, I felt like a teenager with him.That feeling was now present within me - naughty as I continued to sit upon my son's lap. There was. He persuaded me to look around and see so many people wearing them. I reluctantly agreed but wrapped a shawl around it. I stayed as close to my husband as possible.I forgot to tell you about my body. It’s milky white, quite busty with flesh at proper places, boobs to die for – a flat, flawless belly with a deep navel at the center.My hubby told me that it must be every man’s dream to fuck on our marriage night. He’s going to feast on my pussy in every possible way from now onwardsSo the shawl I. Molly didn?t move. ?Molly??Henry menacing asked. Martinstood up and lifted his step-sisters skirt showing a nicely trimmed, youngcunt. He patted it with his left hand and stuck the hem of the skirt into thewaistband. Martinhas been fancying his step-sister for years. When he occasionally had brushedher clothed ass or tits and got a boner from it. And now he was casuallypatting his sister?s nude cunt and in front of his parents; the smallestcontact with his trapped and pulsing cock would end in. " But you managed to get me here alone." I stopped behind her and put my hands on her hips. "Now what?" Mmmm." She backed up and pushed her ass against me, bending over so my hardness pressed firmly between her cheeks, and started moving her hips up and down. "Now? Now fuck me, Mr. Collers."I stepped back and undid my pants, letting them drop to the floor. Pushing my boxers down after them, my rock hard cock bobbed as it popped free and pointed directly at her firm ass. I lifted her skirt up to.