He slowed and stopped finally, once he had filled me, then pulled back a little, looking proud as his cock still curved up into my fucked cunt. It sti...l throbbed!‘Phew doll, ah needed that,’ he said still in me.The blonde was tapping on the window now. I looked and it was Sandra from over the way. No 14! I looked at her as calm as I could and waved to her, she waved back. I was not sure what she had seen…shit! Jazz sucked his fat semi hard shaft from me and could not replace it yet in his. Her blouse was open down the center now. She wore no bra. He could see the magnificent full thrust of her bosom, the heavy, exciting undersides of her breasts, the deep, lush valley between them."Why, physically, of course," she answered. "Steven and I are students of a wide variety of physical cultures. For example," the concluded, leaning forward, placing her hands on the Irishman's cheeks, "touching." She lowered her mouth to his, her lips pursed, but open.Paula was thrusting her tongue deep. When Saturday came around he went to Jim's to work on theirproject. He rang the doorbell and to his surprise the blond from themall opened the door. He stood there staring at her. She was in a miniagain. "Are you here to see my dad"? "Oh sorry - yes". "Come on in - Dadsomeone is at the door for you". As Jim came to the door he told Mark tocome in. "This is my daughter Ginny". She said hi and he thought shewinked at him as she turned and walked away and up the stairs. Helooked up as she walked. She stepped from the skirt daintily. He retrieved it straightened it, placed it, then pronounced “Mistress Kelly`s lovely skirt” Now came the slip, again a repeat right through to “Mistress Kelly`s petticoat” Again, came the reproachful “PETTICOAT… ITS A SLIP” in his defence He muttered “sorry, but mum only wears the skirt on its own or a dress with a petticoat!” he repeated for her “Mistress Kelly`s slip!” He now realised in front of him was a lovely lady, a blue eyed blond and for the.