She sat on my thighs with her legs on either side of me and removed her blouse. She was not wearing any bra even I found her boobs to be stiff and nic... looking her nipples were dark brown in color and were present only at the tips of their boobs her nipples were small and were sexy after that she herself took my handAnd placed it on her boob and started kissing me. I pressed he boobs actually I squeezed her boobs like a orange fruit for which she started moaning loudly her moans are making me. She reached the house and he was there, standing there watching her. Her Master was tall and dark haired. He had a tan and was very muscular, her Master was very handsome and that pleased her to no end. He held his hand out to her and she went to him easily. He pulled her into the house and kissed her passionetly before smiling down at her. "Ready?" His voice was surprisingly gentle."Ready." she confirmedHe had her on her hands and knees, the skirt riding to show everything and walked her into. Now walking on the beach. She would have a hard time envisioning a more perfect day. Or a more perfect man to be with.A gust of wind caused her to shiver involuntarily. He noticed and put his arm around her, pulling her close.She felt his warmth as she put her head on his shoulder, his strong arms holding her close. She felt protected when she was with him.They stopped and looked out at the water, listing to the waves crash on the shore. They were loud, but soothing, calming, peaceful.He took. He lined up directly behind her before leaning forward. His aim was flawless. His bone hard cock pressed precisely between each curved cheek of her arse and as he allowed his weight to drive him deeper into her crevice he raised on his tip-toes, a pretence at reaching out for the cereal. The resulting movement mocked the fucking action and for a moment he was performing the age-old rhythm against his mother's arse.Helen gasped at the blatant contact, her mind instantly recording his size and.