He told me to move to the edge of the couch, which I did. That made me lay back more, and his hand moved from my boi clit to my little brown starfish....I felt his fingers massaging me and moving around and I knew if he kept this up I’d be spurting all over the place.“Oh please stick your finger up in me, oh please, oh please.” I wished to no avail. He was pushing in a little and then stopping, and doing it again. Using the hand full of hair that he had he pulled me over him and demanded, “Suck. When my O subsided I looked over at the tub and noticed that Frank and Shellie were gone. I leaned down to Roger and asked him if hed go down on me. Sorry, but I dont do that. was his reply. So I bent over and placed my arms on their patio table and told him to fuck me from behind. It went in a little easier this way and he got a bit aggressive as he shoved his cock in and out of me. He was trying very hard to get it all in! At first I moved forward because I was afraid he would hurt me. But. She guided his head between her legs but he would not put his mouth on her vagina. "Kiss it, Fred," she pleaded gently, moving her hips up slightly and rotating the soft hair-lined pussy right in front of his gaping face as she pressed down on his head with her hands.He shook his head slightly but would not look up at her. She lifted his head, pulled his mouth back to hers, kissed him, bit and sucked his tongue then moved her hand down to his hard throbbing prick. She worked her thumb over the. She had a nice yard in an around her house. an inclused large fence, in back yard for the pool, which is what I got I trouble for crossing through.her house was a two story, wrap around porch. in the back there was a outdoor wash and change room off to the leftside. in the room you could enter into it from her bedroom, only one door to outside an no roof, was kinda weird. but it was tiled so waterproofed.now it took a few days of trying, she would rarely answer her door. I had this idea that if.