What Jeremy doesn’t know, doesn’t hurt!’ She swivelled around on the table, deliberately crossing her legs to allow him a sight of the suspender... holding her stockings up. Thomas pulled his eyes away, but knew he was too late. She’d seen his glance. And his blush was a dead giveaway, too. ‘And I have Becky,’ he added. ‘I’m all but married.’ ‘Becky?’ she said with another of those child-like laughs. ‘Thoughts of Becky didn’t stop you from fucking Erika in Belfast, did it?’ His pale blush turned. "And she gets incredibly wet, pussy juice dripping out of her!" Oh look," Sally exclaimed, her hand going onto Ernie's cock, "Just thinking about Boobielubbie is getting you going!” Ernie’s cock had indeed gone from enlarged to structured, in the last few moments.“I think it’s time for dessert, don’t you Steve?” asked Ernie.“Uhmm, yeah I think it is.”"Put the cushion on the lawn," said Ernie as he walked towards the house.When he returned, Margaret was sitting next to Sally on the swing chair,. Ass up! I'm going to fuck that nasty ass now!"She groaned in protest, but she did as I said. I knew she was exhausted from all the orgasms she'd already had, but that wasn't my concern. She wanted to be a whore and this is what whores did!With the mirror in front of her, I would be able to see the expressions on her face and see her big, heavy tits swing with each stroke as I fucked her asshole. She'd be able to see the same thing and with me behind her, she'd know who's whore she had become.. If she led the way, his face would be just inches from her bare ass. He could just see it - sashaying from side to side, close enough to kiss or lick, or even take a little nibble. His fingers could practically feel it, a cheek in each hand, undulating rhythmically. He wasn’t really listening at all until he heard her say, “You have the prettiest penis I’ve ever seen.” Prettiest? He’d never thought of it in those terms. Handsome perhaps, but pretty? He looked down at it and proudly began to.